Don't want no high rise tombstone. Gonna gather up my things. Don't wanna hear you fussin'. If it is or if it ain't. If it is or if it ain't. And my life needs no witness. And my burden is my own. My burden is my own. I'm in I'm out and I'm gone. You gotta answer to somebody. You gotta answer to somebody. If you didn't learn then you didn't read. Gonna live with it gotta live with it yeah. What's a man to do what's a man to do. Gotta answer to somebody. Answer to somebody. Gotta answer answer yeah. And I'm in I'm out and I'm gone. The death row preacher. Came through the back door to greet her. Hardly can blame her. For trusting a one-armed lion-tamer. She stepped in from a storm. As dry as a bone. The preacher thought to himself. He never takes care of his own. She said “look what your prayers. Look what they've done to me. What can your prayers do for me?”. Preacher said careful talking to yourself. ‘Cause you may be listening. Careful talking to yourself. ‘Cause you may be listening. I'm in I'm out and I'm gone