you won't need that drink of water
and you won't need that fine young stallion
you won't see your brown-eyed daughter
and you won't need that silver dollar
this time my luck's overdue
you've been pushin' for too long
is gonna flow through your veins
you're gonna feel the pain
you're gonna feel the pain
this time my luck's overdue
there's no sun when your life is over
and my maker is about to call
it seems the night is gettin' cold and lonely
still i'm feelin' no feelin' at all