David

David Ben came home to Georgia a bronze and muscled man
His boyhood chased the ghosts that walked the ruins of Japan
Cool and quiet as a statue, a firestorm in his eyes
Maids and widows held their breath, cause he was every woman's prize
He tipped a sheriff's hat by day, and he disappeared at night
He took stiff shots one by one to fight the endless fight
And he'd hear his mother say when he came in at first light

Where you been, David? Been waiting up for you
The night can go by so slow, and what was I to do?
Never knowing if a mother's prayers would bring you home again
Oh, David where you been?

His summer bride, a longshot; she was plain and sweet and chaste
They would come to Sunday baseball; he played naked to the waist
So the ladies hid their hearts behind the flutter of their fans
But his eyes went to the redhead watching off behind the stands
So he'd lay down with his wife and dream of red so pure
Hair as red as Cupid's heart, red as traitors in the war
And his lover called his name when she met him at the door

Where you been David? Been waiting up for you
The night can go by so slow, and what's a girl to do?
When I dream of your fingers tracing fire on my skin
Oh, David where you been?

His wife sat up in the kitchen, and she knew where he had gone
The gun warmed in her hands, and she knew that he was wrong
So she held it to his chest in the wine-red glow of dawn

Where you been David? Been waiting up for you
The night can go by so slow when a haunted man haunts you
Did you have to send us both to burn for someone else's sin?
Oh, David where you been?
Oh, David where you been?