Doc Holliday Dead Man's Road
I had a good friend,
In my hometown.
Early this morning,
They layed him in the ground...
He was my brother,
I won't tell You his name,
He was a junky
For Whiskey and Cocaine.
Oh, no, He's dead an' cold,
Don't Go down the Dead Man's Road!
The Dead Man's Road!
I hear You're out there, sayin:
"It won't happen to me"
'Cause it feels good an that makes that
So easy to believe.
My friend was young an' strong,
Like everybody else.
I began to understand,
When I got there myself...
All the goodtime losers,
They knew my name,
Just small-time users,
Waiting on a train...
I danced with the Devil,
He tried to get my soul,
I didn't recognized him
On the Dead Man's Road...
Oh, no He's dead an' cold,
Don't Go down the Dead Man's Road!
The Dead Man's Road!
I cheated on my woman,
An' I cheated myself,
I cheated my mother and my father,
Everybody else.
I came to know Jesus
An' he saved my soul,
Changed my direction,
From the Dead Man's Road...
Oh, no He's dead an' cold,
Don't Go down the Dead Man's Road!
The Dead Man's Road!
