When I left you on Walnut Street you were a wanted man
where will you lay your head under a velvet Jesus,
just to keep you safe from death
what is the crime you done,
did you consort with the devil via cocaine and a gun
no shame and no surprise, we all expect the unexpected from the boy
you watch your fragile back,
the vultures, they are circling
you know the ones in black.
fortunes built on laying the guilt for the heat inside of a fire.
the rumour is a man who looks just like you was seen with a six shot in his hand.
He was drunker than Arbuckle and he was highter than Chang.
Only by the grace of God will I see you again
you are not the killing type, so I will pray for your forgiveness if they string you up tonight
When I left you at Walnut Street you were a wanted man