With one pound of dust I've got my horse Shot to the ground You can see the enemies walking down The hill, the wounds are big the blood has Spill, it's over now my friend You can feel the loneliness to be few weeks Alone Coming from a village where I have Nothing to loose And I say why, why, I say why I can be dead Around the fire, praying the Christ The bible lies I've been shot so many times, bloody Shootings in the sunset of the desert Make me thinking why am I alive Sergeant on the ground the soldiers bodies All around, few survive looking to the Chance too stay alive And I say why, why, I say why Old Joe coming down from to the desert and The Sun Coming down from the mountain top Deads and skulls all along your trip Many bodies around your feet All the praises, is are now gone, oh lord I can see them running on my back, oh Lord I just see all dead whihout a crown Whihout a crown I just wait to hear the sound of the bell Old Joe walking down to the western of The creek Vultures flying above your feet Desert snakes all around your legs Nobody can survive the west All your praises are now gone, away You just waited too long to rule the land Again I can see you'll be king without a crown Without a crown You can see how close it is your end Sun is rising high, a just another mile I can see another creek Walking fast my horse, small of fresh and Trees What I see I can't believe Is a waterfall, is a river, God I