When I was I was running as my feet hit the ground Before I could talk I was an old railroad sound Things get much better when by the age of five They found me walking into trying to keep my friends alive
No time for celebration there was no known I was born and raised in the wrong killing floor And my loved ones round see if the experiment had worked I was misplaced, out of time and worse
Oh, mama cry for me Tears to the Tears to be
Now I see twelve horses yeah walking in a line Moving east across the metal on Highway 49 And standing in the shadows of a out motel The King of Commerce Mississippi with his hound from hell, oh
A shiny riverboat taking income from the poor It's floating by the in an artificial pool a six mile tailback back on junction 304 A stranger at the crossroads believe seen his face before
Oh, cry for me fill the river Tears to be
Oh, I'm sad to be The sun's going down and I got to go now Sad to be The sun's down, I really got to go now
Yeah got to go now I I go got to move got to move, yeah, ah
Sad to be going down, I really got to go now Sad to be The sun down, I really got to go now Yeah, got to go now, oh
Sad to be Sun's down, I really got to go now Sad to be The sun's down, I really got to go now
really got to go now, yeah Oh, go now Yes got, gotta go now