I ain't no super boynI ain't no yankee sonnI ain't what you've been lookin' fornI ain't your chosen onennI got no one to throw this atnFor to blame myselfnFor comin' home with my flask in handnNow full of fiery hellnnThis is my confessionary hymnnnI cannot save you my wretched soulnYou got this thing all wrongnLying here on my jail cell bednHas got me etching down this songnnHow could a man such as InKill a man like himnWithout a second thought of minennI love my wife well, too damn muchnto see her with a man of his kindnnThis is my confessionary hymnnnla da da da, la da da da la da danla da da da, la da da da la da dannWell I ain't no super boynI ain't no yankee sonnI ain't what you've been looking fornI ain't your chosen onennWell my day is closenIts my fault i supposenI got that man's blood on my handsnnSo light your fires, my dearnIs it course (?)nThis is the day my pain will endnnThis is my confessionary hymnnnla da da da, la da da da la da danla da da da, la da da da la da dannDon't you cry my angel, at menSoon as bloodnPlease go on and forget my fatenForget my lovennJust lay me down in my mother'snFor this sinnWhen you pass there upon my gravenDon't forget my confessionary hymnnnla da da da, la da da da la da danla da da da, la da da da la da da