She grew up hiding bruises thinking it was love Bourbon on his breath, poison in his blood A wolf in Daddy's clothing, he'd sneak into her room While that small town was sleepin', God, she wished she was too She got a little older, but so did little sister One night the ugly truth came out in a whisper And that whisper was a trigger, only had to pull it once They wrapped him in that bedroom rug and threw him in the trunk That angry sky was thundering As they drove him to the Cumberland Tied some river stone to him And let that body drop There ain't enough rocks to drown that pain Ain't enough water to sink that shame It might've broke her heart, couldn't break her soul But dead ain't dead enough Sometimes you know, ain't enough rocks ♪ Sheriff knocking on the front door, third day not clocking in Girls said he went on a bender and they hadn't seen him since Cops blamed it on his liver, so they never drug the river Those girls don't even shiver when they're fishing off that dock There ain't enough rocks to drown that pain Ain't enough water to sink that shame It might've broke her heart, couldn't break her soul But dead ain't dead enough Sometimes you know, ain't enough rocks ♪ Some crimes don't deserve a jury or a penitentiary Or the possibility of parole in a quarter century Sometimes the only cure for a certain kind of problem Is the right amount of limestone to keep it at the bottom