Go tell this town I've built them all their coffins.nAs for this face, best it be forgotten.nnBaby, baby, I've got a reason to leave, but I'm not going far.nBaby, baby, come on I'm begging you, please. I'm not the one in chains.nnThey call me Jesse James and I own the night life.nI drift from town to town across the nation.nPraise the lord, lock and load boys.nWe go down, we go down, we go down together.nnBaby, baby, I've got a reason to leave, but I'm not going far.nBaby, baby, come on I'm begging you, please. I'm not the one in chains.nnYour gun's firing blanks.nNo way out. (x4)nNo way out.nGun's firing blanks.nnGo tell this town I've built them all their coffins.nAs for this face, best it be forgotten.nHells on it's way, no one's gonna stop it.nI wear this suit, on one's gonna top me.