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Banks and Murder

from Western States by Matt Haeck

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The murderer was found with the gun in his hand
The gun in his cold, limp hand
The note in his pocket read like an almanac
A farmer predicting the wind

And the people he’d killed were his wife and two children
His mother-in-law got it too
The note and the will made plain the occasion
The motive for what he would do

The banks had come callin’, the stock markets fallin’
And his job lost the year before
When he was not able to furnish the table
His dignity fell through the floor

And the thought of the shame and the mud on his name
The banks that would soon grace his home
Drove him to madness, to kill his dependents
To keep his own honor his own

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from Western States, released January 29, 2010

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