We were arrested on Aberdeen   With empty hands and mouths to feed   So I put my hands up and begged release   And now Julia it seems that our honesty was brief      We were lost when we left our homes   We were high again and we went out to score   I soon found myself at your brother's door   And I'd pondered all the rent   Well I ain't been back there since      I woke up on my hands and knees   The night was cold and I began to see   That I'd pinned myself to another name that had sold me out before   And had never shown remorse      So many years now I've been bought and sold   I told myself I'd take the higher road   So I dressed myself in your brother's clothes   And I walked across his hands   I left nothing up to chance