Don't want no high rise tombstone
Gonna gather up my saints
Don't wanna hear you fussing now
If it is or if it ain't
If it is or if it ain't
And my life needs no witness
And my burden is my own
My burden is my own
I'm in, ooh I'm out and I'm gone
I'm gone, gone
You gotta answer to somebody
You gotta answer to somebody
If you didn't learn then you didn't read
Gotta live with it
Gotta live with it yeah
What's a man to do
What's a man to do
Gotta answer to somebody
Answer to somebody
Gotta answer,
Answer yeah
And I'm in, ooh I'm out and I'm gone
Oh I'm gone, gooone, gooone
…
The d**h row preacher
Came to the backdoor to greet her
He didn't blame her
For trusting the one armed lion tamer
She stepped in from the storm
She was dry as a bone
The preacher thought to himself
The devil takes care of his own
She said look what your prayers
Look what they've done to me
What can your prayers do for me
Preacher said careful talking to yourself
Cause you may be listening
Careful talking to yourself
Cause you may be listening
I'm in, ooh I'm out and I'm gone