"You rode a 15 year old boy straight to his grave and the rest of us straight to [bad word] " 

 whiskey [bad word] me 
 And tells me not to cry 
 While a full moon says a prayer for me 
 I try to close my eyes 

 But the night's there to remind me 
 Of the guns and the early graves 
 The ghosts appear as I fall asleep 
 To sing an outlaw's serenade 

 Dyin' ain't much of a livin' 
 When you're livin' on [bad word] 
 Dyin' ain't much of a livin' for the young 
 Is it too late to ask for forgiveness 
 For the things that I have done ? 
 Dyin' ain't much of a livin' for the young 

 Oh... the desert's been a friend to me 
 It covers me by night 
 And a snakebite's not my enemy 
 But it taught me how to fight 

 All this fame don't bring you freedom 
 Though it wears a thin disguise 
 And an outlaw is just a man to me 
 And a man has to die 

 Oh, dyin' ain't much of a livin' 
 When you're livin' on [bad word] 
 Dyin' ain't much of a livin' for the young 
 Is it too late to ask for forgiveness 
 For the things that I have done ? 
 Dyin' ain't much of a livin' for the young 
 na... 

 And I hope someone will pray for me 
 When it's my turn to die... pray for me 

 Dyin' ain't much of a livin' 
 When you're livin' on [bad word] 
 Dyin' ain't much of a livin' for the young 
 Is it too late to ask for forgiveness 
 For the things that I have done ? 
 Dyin' ain't much of a livin' for the young 
 na...