Everyone considered him the coward of the county "Promise me, son, not to do the things I've done Walk away from trouble if you can I hope you're old enough to understand Son, you don't have to fight to be a man" He'd never stood one single time to prove

Thing I'm in is just a sack o'woe Always screaming cause I'm suffering so Life's done never such a terrible blow Misery company and I'm feeling low Trouble follows me wherever I go Trouble one thing I understand Seems to be a part of me Misery and me go