Side of the road came with him He was covered in blood-dried sand Never knew who he was or where he was from I was checking the dead man's pockets I was checking the dead man's brains I was checking the dead man's pockets With the law's man calling my name Somebody out there done hit him With the blood on his hands still stained He covered his tracks And he stole what was left Inside of the dead man's pockets Inside of the dead man's pockets He stole all of the dead man's change And he's gonna ride that train Well, I started to go back yonder On nothing but a deviled egg A little match in the rain To find what was left Inside of the dead man's pockets Inside of the dead man's pockets Inside of the dead man's pockets Colorado, Colorado I'm going home Under a sign he's buried 'Neath the dirt of the byway sand Never knew who he was or where he was from I was checking the dead man's pockets I was checking the dead man's pockets I was checking the dead man's pockets With the law's man callin' my name With the law's man callin' my name With the law's man callin' my name With the law's man callin' my name With the law's man callin' my name With the law's man callin' my name With the law's man callin' my name