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When I first came to town
All the people gathered 'round
They bought me drinks
Oh, Lord, how quickly they changed their tune

When I first came to town
People took me 'round from end to end
Like someone may take 'round a friend
Oh, how quickly they changed their tune

Suspicion and dark murmurs surround me
Everywhere I go they confound me
As though the blood on my hands
Is there for every citizen to see

Oh, sweet Jesus
There is no turning back
There's always one more town
A little further down the track

And from my window across the tracks
I watch the juicers burn their fires
And in that light their faces leer at me
How I wish they'd just let me be

When I first came to town
Their favors were for free
'Cause now even the doors of the whores
Of this town are closed to me

I search the mirror and I try to see
I search the mirror and I try to see
Why the people of this town
Have washed their hands of me

Oh, sweet Jesus
There is no turning back
There's always one more town
A little further down the track

Oh, Lord, every goddamn turn I take
I fear the noose and I fear the stake
For there ain't a bone they did not break
In all the towns I've been before

Well, those that sin against me are snuffed out
I know that from every day that I live
God-damn the day that I was born
And the night that forced me from the womb

And goddamn this town for I am leaving now
But one day I will return
And the people of this town will surely see
Just how quickly the tables turn

Oh, sweet Jesus
This really is the end
There's always one more town
A little further 'round the end
When I first came to town   All the people gathered 'round   They bought me drinks   Oh, Lord, how quickly they changed their tune      When I first came to town   People took me 'round from end to end   Like someone may take 'round a friend   Oh, how quickly they changed their tune      Suspicion and dark murmurs surround me   Everywhere I go they confound me   As though the blood on my hands   Is there for every citizen to see      Oh, sweet Jesus   There is no turning back   There's always one more town   A little further down the track      And from my window across the tracks   I watch the juicers burn their fires   And in that light their faces leer at me   How I wish they'd just let me be      When I first came to town   Their favors were for free   'Cause now even the doors of the whores   Of this town are closed to me      I search the mirror and I try to see   I search the mirror and I try to see   Why the people of this town   Have washed their hands of me      Oh, sweet Jesus   There is no turning back   There's always one more town   A little further down the track      Oh, Lord, every goddamn turn I take   I fear the noose and I fear the stake   For there ain't a bone they did not break   In all the towns I've been before      Well, those that sin against me are snuffed out   I know that from every day that I live   God-damn the day that I was born   And the night that forced me from the womb      And goddamn this town for I am leaving now   But one day I will return   And the people of this town will surely see   Just how quickly the tables turn      Oh, sweet Jesus   This really is the end   There's always one more town   A little further 'round the end