all these pills and powder could not make me stay im on my merry way in the morning light cold new england winters have got me coughing as the lincoln turns down memory street tell me judge whats the bounty on that boy from lawrence county hes a friend of mine if i had a way to trap him would you swear to pay up captain hes a friend of mine the door swang slowly open the committee room was dark the bailiff marked the chairs in red recalled a boy in orange as he slowly passes awkward as a calf with its legs wobbling be so kind tell me warden whos in line to die this morning could i see the show if he bore his teeth to scare us would we see our likeness sheriff in the pearly glow roll on old silver river through the iron range past the sleeping trains that wait gold and amber pedals in your water wade like the hand of jesse james in wait rain it beats the window makes it hard to see whos on a drunken spree in the city lights silent are the dying silent are the young and its silent where im from tell me love of your husband will we see his headlights coming will he know its us when his tired eyes have lifted will he see your bed has shifted is he bad at love i got the money that i owe you something else to show you could you meet me there take the road out past the station to the river basin ill be waiting there all these pills and powder could not make me stay im on my merry way in the morning light all these dying matadors in dusty rings have killed my will to sing and im gone tell me judge whats the bounty on that boy from lawrence county hes a friend of mine if i had a way to trap him would you swear to pay up captain hes a friend of mine1