are ya listenin` boy the man he hung see
you`ve heard it said that`s what he done for me
did ya hear that girl -- the man he calls your name
you best go to him it`s he not me can loose your chains
then we`ll commence to walk sometime in prison shoes
we`ll walk an walk an walk away our blues
ida done better
from cradle to coffin
in between there`s just too much walkin`
i ain`t no odd man out -- junk hiding junk
i ain`t nothin` to speak of
just put it in the back an leave it off the rack
no i ain`t what you`re used to
did ya taste that boy
that blood is as sweet as wine
yeh i got it on me all the time
we`ll do some runnin` too
you me an ruby-lu
spin black blades an i`ll unwind
just let me go to sleep the lord my soul to keep
don`t talk just keep it on your mind
can`t you see that sun shinin` in your face has the same
he came an took your place
but you don`t give a rip an down to hell you slip
you squack and squack boy you lost your grip