Written by: Taylor Austin Dye, Chris Utley, Nicole Croteau
Directed and Edited by: Randy Shaffer

Jay Michael Adams, 35
Kentucky born
And he’s survived
By his wife
And his 3 boys
Good lord

Plain wooden casket
Peace lilies in a wicker basket
Dry eyes
It’s no surprise
He was livin on borrowed time


Who did it?
Who done did it?
Somebody took one for the team
Who did it?
Who done did it?
Never gonna find out it was me

She called me up, at a quarter past 3
Big sister he hit me
Enough is enough, said gimme 15
Cause blood’s thicker than whiskey
I waited long enough till he was blackout drunk
Cinder block on the pedal, threw him in his truck
Ashes to Ashes
And Dust to Dust
Who did it?
Who done did it?
Never gonna find out it was me
Who did it?
Who done did it?
We’ll take it to the grave baby rest in peace


His mama’s still crying
And the preacher keeps on lying
No he was not
A man of God
Cause he’d been caught too many times

He was a thief and a cheater
A natural born deceiver
But the moment that he beat her
His ass was mine

I don’t claim to be a saint but it didn’t feel like sin
It felt like he got what was coming to him