Lyrics:

The moon’s been bleeding white

Cast down like a prison’s searchlight

With shaky hands and devil sands

Thrown around to spread the putrid blight

A sideways walk and maudlin

Pickle livered and river faced

The time spent, came and went

Was nothin but a total waste

What’ll it cost you

To treat a by-blow like me nice

I’ll pay the price

If a little bad luck’ll suffice

I didn’t mean to scare you

But sometimes it’s hard to keep it contained

Trees scarred with names in hearts

Are about the only thing that remain

God get me outta this hell hole

Take me on down to the tracks

And dangle hope from the end of my rope

And cover up these hideous acts

What’ll it cost you

To treat a by-blow like me nice

I’ll pay the price

If a headful of regret’ll suffice