Clements-Hull-Denholm-Stonier Don't ask me what I'm doing here, I don't know don't ask me if I'm getting near, so far to go I got a station on the medium wave just about to fade I got a pistol in my sleeping bag, so I won't feel afraid I saw a sign in the empty night, a place I've known I'm hoping there'll be candlelight when I get home. Instrumental: I guess I've done some wicked things since I've been round I caught an angel and I clipped her wings, left her on the ground I never thought of going back again, but I'm feelin' so alone I'm hoping there be candlelight when I get home. Instrumental: Every time I check my rear view mirror, what do I see I see the face of the original sinner looking back at me he's riding with me every night in the dark and the unknown I'm hoping there'll be candlelight when I get home.