My girl came to me, she begged for truthnEven though I never done as good men donWe sat by the river and we drank box winenThat's when I noticed she was no longer minenAnd all hope left me standing therennThe day got colder and my vision dimsnI forsake morals that led me straight to himnI unzipped my manhood and I let go a howlnI since just stood here, it was an hour agonAnd all hope left me standing therennAnd from the river, well I headed eastnAnd over the brambles, I led the lesser wolvesnAnd I did find the skull of some forgotten mulenI donned upon my head and headed to the southnAnd when my feet went numb, I headed to the northnAnd when my back gave out, I headed to the westnAnd when my death was done, oh when my death was donenWhen my death was donennMy girl came to me, and she begged for truthnThough I never done as good men donYeah, we sat by the river and we drank box winenThat's when I noticed she was no longer minenIn the morning the rooster crowsnIt breaks my head and breaks my ballsnMy eyes, they stain, I cannot seenThe blood that stains my dirty cheeknJesus Christ, what kind of name will you prescribe for this kind of play?nAnd all, all hope left me standing there