Well, it's seven a.m. and she awoke by the radio
Yeah, she rolled on over, said, "Where did my man go?"
She's been a gunslinger's wife all her life, now she fights when she's able
For the sake of the kids when the knife's at their necks in the cradle
She screams

I'll believe in you or I'll be leaving you tonight
I will believe in you or I'll be leaving you tonight

Well, she's got all the kids and she's got all their uses
But she loves them the same for neglect and abuses
Well, she got a warm spot where they fought and they made up last evening
He said, "Don't read too much into the fact that I'm leaving"
She screams

I'll believe in you or I'll be leaving you tonight
I will believe in you or I'll be leaving you tonight
I will believe in you or I'll be leaving you tonight
I will believe in you or I'll be leaving you tonight

How do I explain this
I mean how do I put it into words
It's one thing or another
But it's neither this nor that
Actually it's a collection of things
She said, "That's it, that's it, get out"
Well, her mother said, "Kill him slow at your leisure"
Ah but desperate times call for desperate measures
So she went to the closet and she pulled the old gun down
"I'll put a bullet through his heart if he ain't home by sundown"
Yeah, five fifty five he comes walking in the front door smiling
He said, "Don't read too much into what I ain't denying"
She screams

I'll believe in you or I'll be leaving you tonight
I will believe in you or I'll be leaving you tonight
I will believe in you or I'll be leaving you tonight
I will believe in you or I'll be leaving you tonight

Well, I believe in you
Well, I believe, I believe, I believe, I believe, I believe in you