Fourteen years I was sober
And I worked hard for my pay
I left my tithe at the alter
I close my eyes when I pray

But I'm the repo man and nobody
Nobody, nobody weeps for me
Nobody weeps for me

The ground is cold in Minnesota
Cotton falling on the town
I share this hill with a willow
But he never makes a sound

Cause I'm the repo man and nobody
Nobody, nobody weeps for me
Nobody weeps for me