Yes I had to do it. This is Whiskey Lullaby By Brad Paisley. It's part of the promt challenge made by moleking. So here ya go.
If you ever go to Three Ponies Ranch, and ask about the two graves underneath the wheeping willow, a cowboy will just point you in the direction of Ol' Mac.
When you ask Ol' Mac about the story of the two graves laying there side by side, he'll ask you. "Have you ever heard of Whiskey Lulluaby?"
Knowing how people take things for granted, you'll more often than not reply. "Never heard of it. What does that mean?"
And Ol' Mac, who is an ancient Shoshone will gesture you to make yourselve comfotable on the porch swing. Settling himself next to the lazy hound dog, Mac began his story. "The graves you saw were of two people. One hurt beyound belief, knowing that his true love threw away whil he was gone.
The other, belong to the woman. A woman that had burning red hair and a sassy grin. While her husband was off fighting, she turned to others to give her love. And once he found out that she threw him away, like a burning end of a midnight cigeratte. She broke his heart.
"And he tried to forget about her. So we watched him drink his pain away. But nothing worked, so he kept drinking. For years that's just what he did, trying to drink the memory of the red haired and sassy grinned lady."
You might ask the old man, when he paused for a minute, watching two stars, in particaluar. "What happened after that?"
Ol Mac would usually reply the same way, "One night, well He put a bottle to his head and pulled the trigger. His daughter was coming to visit him, but instead of the father that she knew, she found him laying face down in the pillow, a note, hastidlly written. So we buried him beneath the Willow and the Angels sang a Whiskey Lullaby.
"The note said, young'in, I'll Lover her 'till I die. And the Angels sang the Lullaby." Here Mac usually just went Lalalalalalala Lalalalalalala. Like singing a grandbaby to sleep.
"Rumors started to fly, once everybody found out that the Prince and Cinderella were done for good. Life is short but this time it was bigger than the strength that he had. Years and Years, We watched her trying to hide the whiskey from her kids, but nothing worked. Finally, that last night, she drank away his memory. Her daughter found her face down, just like she found her father. But her mother, was clutching a picture of him for dear life. So we laid her next to him, beneath the willow.
"While the Angels sang the Whiskey Lullaby one last time. Lalalalalalala, Lalalalalalala." By this time, you'd probally be crying, silently. Watching as Ol' Mac sang the lullaby, you leave, knowing that the two under the Willow were together once more.
"Lalalalalala, Lalalalala." Ol Mac sang, knowing where ever Sam and Jake were, it was together and their daughter Jasmine would always remember the lullaby and the story behind it.