Walking in the dammed road I see a light of a cigar They came with a smoke A old man with his hat He show me his gun And say "Die old Jack's son" He push a triggle And with the bullet in my head Only darkness I see now Only darkness
Walking in the dammed road I see a light of a cigar They came with a smoke A old man with his hat He show me his gun And say "Die old Jack's son" He push a triggle And with the bullet in my head Only darkness I see now Only darkness