I have been walking this long dark road for a while Waiting for the sun to show up, so I can find my home some sunny day All my friends are gone they didnβt see the goal ahead Even my baby has left me, I got no women to hold my hand
One day there stood a man with a riffle in his hand He said; give me your money or I shoot you dead right where you stand I took my gun out, to show the man I wonΒ΄t be bullied around But as I pulled the trigger all my bullets were gone
So now I lie dead on this cold dark road The sun is about to show up but I will never find my home