I wake up in the mornin'' and I raise my weary head I''ve got an old coat for a pillow, and the earth was last night''s bed I don''t know where I''m goin'', only God knows where I''ve been I''m a devil on the run, a sixgun lover, a candle in the wind, yeah You''re brought into this world, oh, they say you''re born in sin Well, at least they gave me something I didn''t have to steal or have to win Well, they tell me that I''m wanted yeah, I''m a wanted man I''m a colt in your stable, I''m what Cain was to Abel Mister, catch me if you can I''m goin'' down in a blaze of glory, take me now but know the truth I''m goin'' out in a blaze of glory In Lord, I never drew first but I drew first blood, and I''m no one''s son, call me Young Gun You ask about my conscience, and I offer you my soul You ask if I''ll grow to be a wise man, well, I ask if I''ll grow old You ask me if I''ve known love and what it''s like to sing songs in the rain Well, I''ve seen love