You can lie to your Mama, you can lie to your race But you cant lie to nobody with that cold steel in your face. And the same God that youre so afraid of Is gonna send you to hell Is the same one you're gonna answer To when the pin hits the shell. Your sisters been blaming everybody. I don't blame her, man, I guess Id do the same If you was my brother, man, Id probably stand you. But you aint, man, so I got to go my way. And I aint gonna crawl upon no high horse Cause i got throuwn of one When i was young and i aint no cowboy So i aint going where i dont belong. It wouldnt do you no good to let you know That it damned near k**ed me too So i aint gonna mourn for you, man, Now that youre gone. Me and you, we liked our pills and our whiskey. But you dont want your head full of either one When the house gets quiet and dark. Feeling good used to come so damned easy, Racing trains from 2nd Street to Avalon. Take a trip down to Memory Lane, You dont see no friendly faces, All the houses have been painted And nobody knows your name. Its enough to make a man not want To be nobodys Daddy, When all he thinks hes got left to hand down Is guilt and shame. And i aint gonna crawl upon no high horse Cause i got thrown of of one When i was young and i aint no cowboy So i aint going where i dont belong. It wouldnt do you no good to let you know That it damned near k**ed me too So i aint gonna mourn for you, man, Now that youre gone. You can lie to your Mama, you can lie to your race But you cant lie to nobody with that cold steel in your face. And the same God that youre so afraid of Is gonna send you to hell Is the same one you're gonna answer To when the pin hits the shell.