Don't want no high rise tombstone Gonna gather up my saints Don't wanna hear you fussing If it is or if it ain't My life needs no witness And my burden is my own You gotta answer to somebody If you didn't learn then you didn't read Gotta live with it What's a man to do Gotta answer to somebody The death row preacher Came to the backdoor to greet her He didn't blame her For trusting the one armed lion tamer She stepped in from the storm She was dry as a bone The preacher thought to himself The devil takes care of his own She said look what your prayers have done to me What can your prayers do for me Preacher said careful talking to yourself Cause you may be listening I'm in I'm out and I'm gone