My Mistake
(H. Santisteban/o. Malagutti)
MY MISTAKE
(H. Santisteban / O. Malagutti)
There was a place that I lived
And a girl, so young and fair
I have seen many things in my life
Some of them I’ll never forget
Everywhere...
I was sent to prison
For having murdered my wife
Because she was living with him
I lost my head and shot her
This was my story in the past
And I’ll go to reform myself
I am paying for my mistake
I will never be the same man again
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