You lie to your mama

You can lie to your race

But you can't lie to nobody

With that cold steel in your face



And the same God you were so afraid 

was gonna send you to hell

Is the same one you're gonna answer to

When the pin hits the shell



Well, your sister's been blaming everybody

And I don't blame her man-- I'd probably do the same

If you were my brother, man, I'd probably stand by you,

But you ain't, man, so I gotta go my way



And I ain't going to crawl up on no High Horse

'Cuz I got thrown off of one when I was young

And I ain't no cowboy so I ain't going where I don't belong

It wouldn't do no good to let you know that it damn near killed me too

So I ain't gonna mourn for you, man, now that you're gone



Me and you-- we liked our pills and our whiskey

But you don't want your head full of either one 

when the house gets quiet and dark

Feeling good-- it used to come so damn easy

Racing trains from Second Street to Avalon



Take a trip down memory lane but you don't see no friendly faces

All the houses have been painted and nobody knows your name

It's enough to make a man not want to be nobody's daddy

Well, all he thinks he's got to lift his hand now is guilt and shame



And I ain't going to crawl up on no High Horse

'Cuz I got thrown off of one when I was young

And I ain't no cowboy so I ain't going where I don't belong

It wouldn't do no good to let you know that it damn near killed me too

So I ain't gonna mourn for you, man, now that you're gone



You lie to your mama

You can lie to your race

But you can't lie to nobody

With that cold steel in your face



And the same God you were so afraid 

was gonna send you to hell

Is the same one you're gonna answer to

When the pin hits the shell