I was born in the pouring rain Under black clouds is where I found my name Thirty years in and I'm raised in sin I got a gun in my hand and an ass-pocket full of gin You're a fool to think I'm your man Try and trick the Devil to take you by the hand Freak out Sirens flashing in my face As if a badge and a gun would put me in my place I got a whiskey throttle I can't maintain I got a hundred dollars down that says you never forget my name Stop