The Rifleman's Stalking The Sick

Look Out Your Window, And I'll Be Gone. You're The Reason I'm A-traveling On.

I Just Wanted A Song To Sing, And There Came A Point Where I Couldn't Sing Anything...nobo Dy Else Was Writing What I Wanted To Sing. I Couldn't Find It Anywhere. If I Could I Probably Would Never Have Started Writing.

I Thought That He Was Righteous, But He's Vain. Oh, Somethings A Telling Me I Wear The Ball And Chain.

I Don't Think The Human Mind Can Comprehend The Past And The Future. They Are Both Just Illusions That Can Manipulate You Into Thinking There's Some Kind Of Change.

But I Would Not Feel So All Alone, Everybody Must Get Stoned.