Well I come from the town Where boys you better learn to stand tall Where it's balance or fall Oh darling do you want me at all In the morrow I ride Down this road of living more lies I won't put down my guns Till the house of the rising sun So let the parlor boys play On my dying day But until then I gotta roam again So shoot out the windows Of who you think I am Well I'm nobody's friend And I'll always be a stranger to them And the harlots upstairs Well they'll never even notice I was there I'm stealing your queen Cause I've always got an ace up my sleeve It may be hard to understand But I like it when they don't mind when I leave I may die like the rest With a rope round my neck But you will always Remember my name It echoes through the canyons And the soft desert rain And I may die like the rest With a rope around my neck And you will always Remember my shame It echoes through the canyon And the soft desert rain