The marriage fell apart
You needed a brand new start
When life was feeling farily stark
You was succumbing to the dark
You said you was leavin' on a lark
Home to Chapel Hill
Home to Chapel Hill
There you met a wild flower
In her late teens getting younger by the hour
When she called my bluff
When you said you couldn't get enough
And laughed when the whiskey made me pucker
Had to pretend I wasn't thrilled
Down in Chapel Hill
Down in Chapel Hill
The whiskey plus a couple pills
Her daughter died when she was three
They said they were just warning me
I wasn't sure who I believed.
Though I never would admit it
I kind of think she maybe did it
So I left Chapel Hill
Oh, I left Chapel Hill
Up to third street for a spill
Is thinking of me still?