I'm going
Rise up baby get your big leg of mine
It's so heavy to make a good man change his mind
I ask you [bad word] on and hold my hand
It's in the world, that you'd rather see me dead
I'm going
I'm going
Cry won 't make me stay
I'm going
Yes, I'm going
Cry won 't make me stay
Some grave are yellow
And I in black and brown
Black won't eat you
And brown won't let you down
It's late in midnight
The moon shines bright like a day
I see you far out, going up [bad word] away
I'm going
I'm going
Cry won't make me stay
I'm going
Yes, I'm going
Cry won't make me stay
I'm going
I'm going
Cry won't make me stay
I'm going
Yes, I'm going
Cry won't make me stay