SIDE OF A BULLET (DIMEBAG DARRELL TRIBUTE SONG FEATURING GUEST GUITAR SOLO BY DIMEBAG DARRELL) (LYRICS)
Uncle Sam taught him to shoot
Maybe a little too well
Finger on the trigger, loaded bullet
He hit the stage so full of rage
And let the whole world know it
Six feet away, they heard him say
"Oh God, don't let him pull it"
Please God, don't let him pull it
How could you put us through it?
His brother watched you do it
How could you take his life away?
How could you be so full of hate?
And when I heard you let him die
And made the world all wonder why
I sat at home and on my own,
I cried alone
And scratched your name
On the side of a bullet
And in the wake of his mistake
So many lives are broken
Gone forever from a loaded bullet
And no excuse that you could use
Could pull somebody through it
And to this day so many say
"God why'd you let him do it?"
How could you let him do it?
How could you put us through it?
His brother watched him do it
How could you take his life away?
How could you be so full of hate?
And when I heard you let him die
And made the world
All wonder why
I sat at home and cried alone
And on my own
I scratched your name
On the side of a bullet
On the side of a bullet
On the side of a bullet
SIDE OF A BULLET (DIMEBAG DARRELL TRIBUTE SONG FEATURING GUEST GUITAR SOLO BY DIMEBAG DARRELL) (SONG MEANING)
This song is about Dimebag Darrell's death on December 8th 2004 while he was on stage with his new band called Damage Plan. The song is from the perspective of a Dimebag Darrell fan that has seen the events unfolding on TV. Not knowing that the murderer has already been shot dead by a police man, the fan prepares himself to kill the murderer himself, by scratching the murderer's name into the side of a bullet "I sat at home and on my own/I cried alone/And scratched your name/On the side of a bullet". This song also covers how many hearts are broken and lives destroyed the tragedy of having one of their musical heroes gunned down in front of their own eyes "And in the wake of his mistake/So many lives are broken/Gone forever from a loaded bullet/And no excuse that you could use/Could pull somebody through it/And to this day so many say/"God why'd you let him do it?"".
