Ride on south my lonely friend

Into the bitter wind

Sleep the day and roam by night

Until the skies grow dim

You've left me here on the lonesome plain

I need your love again

Yet you are riding to your doom

And soon you'll meet your end

Fals eis your sense of righteousness

Your life is based on pride

Goodbye for all this life my friend

You've chosen the laws of men

You'll ride them to your grave dear child

They'll bring you to your end

Hey now, if you could see

I could tell-- You once were free