What kind of a man
What kind of a son
What kind of a guy
Would just up [bad word] 

An ill-fated wind
Turned his good luck around
What kind of a man
Would just leave town

So after the fall
The cold winter sun
It seems his best days
 [bad word] and gone

The lights of the train
The cold whistle blows
The sound of relief
From the life he chose