Go tell this town I've built them all their coffins As for this face, best it be forgotten
"Baby, baby, I've got a reason to leave, but I'm not going far Baby, baby, come on I'm begging you, please I'm not the one in chains"
"They call me Jesse James and I own the night life I drift from town to town across the nation Praise the lord, lock and load boys We go down, we go down, we go down together"
"Baby, baby, I've got a reason to leave, but I'm not going far Baby, baby, come on I'm begging you, please I'm not the one in chains"
Your gun's firing blanks No way out No way out No way out No way out Gun's firing blanks
Go tell this town I've built them all their coffins As for this face, best it be forgotten Hells on it's way, no one's gonna stop it I wear this suit, on one's gonna top me