I hope you know what you're doing I know you know what you did to Me There'll be bullets to bite I'm hearing drumrolls tonight And as the smoke fills up the air I'm thinking what the hell am I doing Here Why can't I just disappear Know what you're doing Know what you did to me I'm all wounded and bent And soon the vultures will catch the Scent And join the feast on my bones Please Reverend let me lie here on the Sand Let me die here on this land