Well don't you cry for me boys, don't you cry for me I'm where I ought to be, for what I've done Never been at peace Lord, I've never been at peace To you I must release my tainted soul Go howling at that moon boys Go howling at that moon He's only mocking you with truth untold Forever roam this land boys, forever roam this land And crush the stones to sand with all your rage Been running all my days Lord, been running all my days With eyes so cut and crazed, chasing you Been running all my days Been running all my days Well don't you cry for me boys, don't you cry for me I'm where I ought to be for what I've done