Road Of Bones

I’m a rambling man, I’m a rambling man
And I keep a suitcase by the door wherever I am
Coz you never when you have to leave as fast as you can

I’m a gambling man, I’m a gambling man
And I keep an ace of spades up my sleeve please understand
Coz you never when lady luck will leave you again

Well the good Lord gives and the good Lord takes,
the good Lord mends and the good Lord breaks and I’m broken on this road of bones
Yeah I’m poor, broke and lonely on this road of bones

Poor, broke and lonely on this road of bones
Poor, broke and lonely on this road of bones
Yeah I am poor, broke and lonely on this road of bones