A bottle comforts me And tells me not to cry While a full moon says a prayer for me I try to close my eyes
But the night's there to remind me Of the guns and the early graves The appear as fall asleep To sing an outlaw's serenade
Dyin' ain't much of a livin' When you're livin' on the run Dyin' ain't much of livin' for the young Is it too late to ask for forgiveness For the things that I have done Dyin' ain't much of a livin' for the young
The desert's been a friend me It covers me by night And a snakebite's not my enemy But taught me how to fight
All this fame don't bring you freedom Though it wears a this disguise When an is just a man to me And a man has to die
ain't much of a livin' When you're livin' on the run Dyin' ain't much of a livin' for the young Is it too late to ask for forgiveness For the things I have done Dyin' ain't much of a livin' for the young
Solo
And hope someone will pray for me When it's my turn to die... pray for me