I went to school on the rural route With my brother the same age as me Couldn't tell us apart to save yourself Except the devil in my eyes and who I came to be Could've been someone like my brother did Like the promise of a new morning sun But tell me, what else is a poor boy to do Except to sell, so he can live and die by the gun? Worn out like an old pair of denim, I'm faded Politicians pushin' pills, wanna keep me sedated Keep the poor in prison and interrogated Don't history repeat itself? Find your faith in somewhere else Gotta get out before I kill myself ♪ Now I'm wanted in two or three counties For everything that I have done The law finally found me to take me away There was nothing left to do But run Worn out like an old pair of denim, I'm faded Politicians pushin' pills, wanna keep me sedated Keep the poor in prison and interrogated Don't history repeat itself? Find your faith in somewhere else Gotta get out before I kill myself ♪ Gotta get out before I kill myself