well, it's said my life is been so free and easybut I'll tell you now the story isn't so'cause I've spent a lot of time down on the cornertasting tears and spilling whisky on the floorsuch a shame that it's so hard from meto tell the truth to youbut by now you know the kind of man I amso don't turn your pretty face away from me, dear'cause there's kids and this game don't understandone more night like this would put me six feet underbut my heart will still be fighting for your lovejust remember, little darling, that I love youand kiss the children for me, please, before you goso don't play this crazy game with me no longer'cause I won't be able to resist my rageand the gun that's hangin on the kitchen wall, dearis like the road sign pointing straight to satan's cageand the gun that's hangin on the kitchen wall, dearis like the road sign pointing straight to satan's cage