O' lord I think I'm falling, to my disbelief I'm cursing like a sailor and lying like a thief It's hard to heed the calling from the better side of me When I'm blaming everybody else, and no one's coming clean O' lord can you see, my thick skin wearing thin And the demons of a lesser me, are beckoning me in Those who gathered'round me, I'm watching them all leave 'Cause I am my own ragged company You can take a trip to China, or take a boat to Spain Take a blue canoe around the world, and never come back again But traveling don't change a thing, it only makes it worse Unless the trip you take is in to change your cruel course
‘Cause every town's got a mirror And every mirror still shows me That I am my own ragged company I am my own ragged company Won't you help me lord . . Won't you help me lord . . Someone cut the cord . . And I'm falling back again . . Oh it's lonely, lord it's mighty cold And I don't want to live this way, afraid of growing old It's hard to heed the warning, when you cannot see the crime The only way to remember is to forget in a rhyme And I'm scared to tread the red road, that leads to Galilee 'Cause I am my own ragged company I am my own ragged company Oh I am my own ragged company I am my own ragged company