I'm moving out of tombstone, yeah
With the sun behind my back
I'm tired of people talking of things
That I lack
Ever since a week ago
The day he passed away
I've been taking too much notice
Of the things they've had to say
And all they say is
"You ain't half
The man he used to be
He had strength and he worked his life
To feed his family"
So if that's the way it has to be
I'll say goodbye to you
For I'm not that guy
Or so it seems
To fill my old man's shoes
Like I'm a wicked way of life
The kind that should be tamed
They'd like to see me locked in jail
And tied up in their chains
Oh, it's hard
And I can't see
What they want me to do, Lord, Lord
They seem to think
I should step into
The old man's shoes
Like I'm a wicked way of life
The kind that should be tamed
They'd like to see me locked in jail
And tied up in their chains
Oh, it's hard
And I can't see
What they want me to do, Lord, Lord
They seem to think
I should step into
The old man's shoes
Like I'm a wicked way of life
The kind that should be tamed
They'd like to see me locked in jail
And tied up in their chains
Oh, it's hard
And I can not see
What they want me to do, Lord, Lord
They seem to think
I should step into
The old man's shoes
Like I'm a wicked way of life
The kind that should be tamed
Oh, they'd like to see me locked in jail
And tied up in their chains
Oh, it's hard
And I can not see
What they want me to do, Lord, Lord
They seem to think
I should step into
The old man's shoes
Lord, I said
Like I'm a wicked way of life