Now Jesse had a wife Lived a lady all her life And children they were brave But history does record That Bob and Charlie ford Have laid poor Jesse in his grave Jesse James we understand Has killed many a man He robbed the union trains

Abandon the safety of mindless following Open your eyes And see the Open your eyes (behold the path before you) To the grave (to the grave) Abandon what holds us captive to suffering Pierce the blinders, behold The path that leads before you Let us

You and your high horse To know that you ain't ever gonna come down So, why don't you giddy up, giddy up And ride straight out of this town 'Cause everyone knows someone who kills the buzz Every time they open up their mouth Yeah, everyone knows someone

And the only thing to save Is the banner that you wave To be wrapped around your grave You've gone too far, who do you think you are Is this what you came for, well this means war To line up to the ring For a battle that you can't win Swing as hard as

But history does record That Bob and Charlie Ford Jesse James we understand Has killed him many a man He robbed the Union trains Have laid Jesse James in his grave It was on a Saturday night The stars were shining bright When they robbed that Union train

Kiss lots of boys Or kiss lots of girls When the straight and narrow Gets a little too straight If that's something you're into Roll up the joint, or don't Just follow your arrow Wherever it points, yeah Follow your arrow

What are you looking for, are you looking for How did ya find me how did ya find me How did ya find me how did ya find me? From the grave I see you on a western sky All my best tonight Out in the dark You always seem to come my way Come and take your

If it leads me to you As I walk this world, tired and alone Got one foot in the grave, Lord, help me make it home I'll carry your pain, my words bleed straight and true My lost heaven has been turned upside down Dead and buried is the joy which I once

Don't make the good girls go bad You don't really love her Please don't do it Since Big ain't here, I'm about to do it for T'yanna And put roses on the grave of Kanye's mama This for all the lost girls locked up in the pen All the girls that hold it

Cresting the waves Leading us all to the grave Slaying all foes Who dare to oppose His eyes shine like the rays of morning His mouth is as a burning flame Tearing bodies limb from limb Eviscerating on a whim