Take my hand, let me guide you
Together we shall walk this life...

You have been through so much in your short life
Faced a world of hurt, punishment and pain...

Whisky bottle in my rigid hand
Feet wrapped in dirty rags...

If it were up to me to turn back the clock
I would never have let you slip through my arms...

The wind howls with cries of anguish
Fields run red with the blood of bondage...

I smile...
As I am loved by you...

Running hard through the high desert plain
Trees and fields passing by like time eternal...

The devil will not take me alive
When he comes for my soul I will be gone...

Rain pouring down upon my head
Wet sand clinging to my feet...

Kick out the jams!
The weekend is here...

Anticipation washing over me
Like waves upon the shore...

At the spawn of creation we were torn apart
Sent hurdling through time and space...