#1
ive grown sick of where i reside
my lover ill leave but my will to survive
gets lowered somewhat by the steady decay
a hearts good but your own is the pay

and my guns got me worried again
it looks more and more like the best of a friend
so ill pack up my bags, but ill leave one behind
a bag with my heart and that good friend of mine

on a train and the worlds flying by
and my flask is on empty so i reach down and find
my friends and my family waiting for me
and my lover is waiting, impatientlly
i come from the oldtime baby
too late for you to save me