Balance or Fall

well i come from the town

where boys you better learn to stand tall

where it's balance or fall

oh darling do you want me at all

in the morrow i ride

down this road of living more lies

i won't put down my guns

till the house of the rising sun

so let the parlor boys play

on my dying day

but until then

i gotta roam again

so shoot out the windows

of who you think i am

well i'm nobody's friend

and i'll always be a stranger to them

and the harlots upstairs

well they'll never even notice i was there

i'm stealing your queen

cause i've always got an ace up my sleeve

it may be hard to understand

but i like it when they don't mind when i leave

i may die like the rest

with a rope round my neck

but you will always

remember my name

it echoes through the canyons

and the soft desert rain

and i may die like the rest

with a rope around my neck

and you will always

remember my shame

it echoes through the canyon

and the soft desert rain