Lyrics:

Well, I had me a pigeon By the name of Fred But I done shot him In the head Had me a railroad Down on the ridge But I done blowed up The bridge Had me a dog He was my best friend But to him I done put an end Had me a farm Sittin' pretty on the hill But if you look You'll see it ain't there still I don't know why I done it Honest, it ain't like me But I ain't sad now I done it 'Cause a baby boy has got to be free