I have hooted at the big man, I've howled at the waning moon I have stolen from the rich, but I gave it away too soon Next to living, next to dying, I have no particular fears I have made my father proud, and I've moved my mother to tears Nowhere to go, and nothing for me when I get there
Carry me home, 15 Isolation Row Hope is never lost, someday we'll do better I'll be waiting still on 15 Isolation Row I have heard the lies they tell you, I've seen my brother get slain I believe what someone told me, no good man dies in vain