Rusty Buchanan - The Day My Baby Died lyrics

Well I left my home when I was twenty-two but
I never did find the time or place
It's just the kind of thing a
Man has to do with a
Scar on his soul like the one on
His face and the emptiness inside
The day my baby died

It was a Sunday June mornin'
And the sun broke high, i had a
Smile on my face and I knew
Just why didn't hear no warning
Didn't fear no storm 'cause I
Knew for sure on that
Very morn' that girl was gonna be my bride
It was the day my baby died

In her long white gown and her
Bridal bouquet how I begged her
Not to plow the field that day
Although her beauty never stops
She felt a duty to her crops
She jumped on the old John
Deere and she drove away, hey hey

She said "Baby don't ya worry
This'll only take a minute"
But the wheel caught
Her gown and dragged her down in it
Imagine my surprise when I looked
Her in the eyes
Oh, my God I couldn't believe it
The tractor cut her down to size

Oh, how the hands of fate they cracked her
'neath the wheels of her daddy's tractor
There was blood on the corn and brains
On the hay I ran fast as
I could but all I found was chunks
Of my sweety smeared all around
Big hunks of my darlin' on
The cold, cold ground, oh, yeah

Hey, this really happened to my Loretta