There's a pale horse comin' and I'm gonna ride it I'll rise in the mornin' my fate decided I'm a dead man walkin' I'm a dead man walkin' In St. James, Paris I was born and christened I've got my story and mister ain't no need for you to listen It's just a dead man talkin' Once I had a job, I had a girl Between our dreams and actions lies this world In the deep forest, their blood and tears rushed over me All I could feel was the drugs and the shotgun Hit my feet up inside of me like a dead man talkin' Beneath the summer sky, my eyes went black Sister, I won't ask for forgiveness, my sins are all I have The clouds above my prison move slowly across the sky There's a new day comin' and my dreams are full tonight *