[Verse 1]
He did not seem much like a man with a problem,
he was small he was quiet he dressed neat and shaved.
His job was five days in a brick making plant
and he drank a few beers on his other two days.
 
[Chorus]
His music was country, his faith was in Jesus,
in fact he had pictures of Christ in his house.
He never once questioned his daily existence
nor wondered a lot what his life was about.
 
[Verse 2]
He was fond of his pistol and he cleaned it too often,
he'd go down by the river shoot driftwood all day.
Stare out the window and sip on the cold beer,
sometimes he was happy like children who play.
 
[Chorus]
His music was country, his faith was in Jesus,
in fact he had pictures of Christ in his house.
He never once questioned his daily existence
nor wondered a lot what his life was about.
 
[Verse 3]
And some Saturday morning   he came to my father
and said   Virgil would you cut my hair for me, please?
And my father was handy with razors and scissors,
sometimes he cut hair with the guys on our street.
 
[Chorus]
His music was country, his faith was in Jesus,
in fact he had pictures of Christ in his house.
He never once questioned his daily existence
nor wondered a lot what his life was about.
 
[Verse 4]
As small boys would do I sat watchin' my father,
dad kidded him some bout his jealous wife.
The man thanked my father and he offered to pay him,
went back to his house and he took his own life.
 
[End-Chorus] (Repeat and Fade Out)
His music was country, his faith was in Jesus,
in fact he had pictures of Christ in his house.
He never once questioned his daily existence
nor wondered a lot what his life was about.