Story Behind The Song
Written in honor of a friend who was murdered by her husband.
| Song Length |
4:02 |
Genre |
Rock - General |
| Tempo |
Slow (71 - 90) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Aggressive, Livid |
Subject |
Murder, Rape, Walking |
| Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
Lyrics
The Suitcase
words & music by Joe Chinnici c2002
I?m walking home on an unpaved road
Got my suitcase in my hand, my feet in the sand
I got my head down, hoping that I haven?t been seen
Don?t want no one to come along, asking if something?s wrong
I got my girl in my suitcase
I got blood on my clothes and I know
I got to get her home somehow
She?s gotta forgive me
I?ll set her up by her favorite willow
I know she loved me, even now
When I get her home, I?ll take her by the toe
Then I?ll take her by the hand, then by her torso
I?ll sit her by the tree, near a very deep hole
Drop her in one by one, nobody will know
I got my girl in my suitcase
I got blood on my clothes and I know
I got to get her home somehow
She?s gotta forgive me
I?ll set her up by her favorite willow
I know she loved me, even now
She was a bitch on two legs
Did she really think she would get away
She tried to leave, tried to run away
Due to a backhand slap
What?s wrong with that
I got my girl in my suitcase
I got blood on my clothes and I know
I got to get her home somehow
She?s gotta forgive me
I?ll set her up by her favorite willow
I know she loved me, even now
I pick my head up, there?s a red light ahead
It?s flashing in the sand, here comes the man