it s a lonely road it s a dead man s path it s a crazy ride not made to last i ve only shed one tear for just one soul and how hard i loved her she may never know jesus is cryin i can hear him scream freedom is a hard luck drug i m a strung out fiend the wind blows cold the sun won t shine i did it again jesus is cryin there s tears in the grass there s blood on the hills the cocaine cowboys are riding for their thrill i m rolling hard down the 30e little rock by morning kansas city by 3 jesus is cryin i can hear him scream freedom is a hard luck drug i m a strung out fiend the wind blows cold the sun won t shine i did it again jesus is cryin sometimes i wonder with the coming of the blood red dawn if no one s here to miss me does it matter if i m gone when i feel like dying it s your face i see if anyone comes knocking you can blame it all on me jesus is cryin i can hear him scream freedom is a hard luck drug i m a strung out fiend the wind blows cold the sun won t shine i did it again