The year was nineteen ninety-five
The month of the year was June
The day of the month was seven
The hour of the day was noon
Her clothes were in her suitcase
Her suitcase was in the trunk of the car
The bruises on her head were from her man
Her man was in the kitchen, drunk
I won't leave
You'll stay in my heart
I will stay
Till death do us part
The year was nineteen ninety-five
The day of the month was eight
The month of the year was June
The hour of the day was late
Her clothes were in her closet
Her suitcase was under the bed he was in
She forgave her man for the millionth time
For the bruises he put on her head
I won't leave
You'll stay in my heart
I will stay
Till death do us part
The year was nineteen ninety-five
The month of the year September
The day of the month I've forgotten
The hour of the day I can't remember
She was in her casket
Her casket was buried deep in the ground
The bruises on her head were from her man
And her man still can't be found
I won't leave
You'll stay in my heart
I will stay
Till death do us part