Morning after morning I find the dead livestock,
First a chicken, then a goat...

The rain trickles down through the leaves,
Soft pitter-patters...

She's in love with someone else,
It's as plain as the nose on my face...

Cuddling our old blanket,
Smelling that scent...

Wasted time, three decades trashed,
Nothing accomplished, life completely smashed...

Lying alone in this bed,
About a million things running through my head...

1st Verse:
Hey baby, don't be so down...

Journey with me, dear one,
Don't be afraid to take my hand...

To he who has understanding,
Reckon the number of the beast...

His chains are rusted, yet reflect lightning,
The manacles hang as limp as his flesh...

Creaks...wind howls,
Lightning crashes, hooting owls...

I'm hotter than I can ever remember,
Running for what seems a hundred miles...