Killed myself when I was youngnWith my fingers on a poison gunn'Cause I had to come back newnWanna walk on the ocean bluennAnd I'm gonna leave this townnWith the people all tumbling downnAnd my boots on the diamond roadnBehind such a heavy loadnnAnd I will come back somedaynIf I do not lose my waynDon't weep, my girl so truenLet the train whistle cry for you