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
I'm not the guy, or so it seems to
fill my old man's shoes
Chorus:
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 - x4
Lord, I said
Like I'm a wicked way of life,
the kind that should be tamed