Dyin Ain T Much Of A Livin lyrics

A whisky bottle comforts me
and tells me not to cry
While a full moon say`s a prayer for me
I try to close my eyes
But the night `s there to remind me
Of the guns and the early graves
The ghosts appear as I fall asleep
To sing an outlaw `s serenade
Dyin ain `t much of a livin`
When You re livin` on the run
Dyin ain `t much of a livin for the young
Is it too late to ask for forgiveness
For the things that I have done
Dyin ain `t much of a livin for the young
The desert `s been a friend to me
It covers me by night
and a snakebite `s not my enemy
But it taught me how to fight
All this fame don `t bring you freedom
Though it wears a thin disguise
When an outlaw is just a man to me
and a man has to die
Dyin ain `t...
Solo
And I hope someone will pray for me
When it s my turn to die . . . pray` for me
Dyin ain `t...
The desert `s been a friend to me
It covers me by night
and a snakebite `s not my enemy
But it taught me how to fight