Play the death song as they carry me along
Just a country boy, I know I've done wrong
I really never cared about my soul
And about the man that nobody knows
Oh my, oh my, I've made up my mind
Lord said I ain't got the time
I am not playing God my friend
And I do not know what happens in the end
What I know is that my soul cost less than a dime
Please don't call my name, I am not a brave
Just a buckaroo with a home called grave
In front of a church with my old guitar
I don’t know if God is close or far
Oh my, oh my, I've made up my mind
Lord said I left it all behind
I am not playing God my friend
And I do not know what happens in the end
What I know is that my soul cost less than a dime
I’ve been dreaming all night long in my bed
Dead arms around me, dressed in red
Cheating beside of my gravestone
Just a buckaroo who surely gone wrong
Oh my, oh my, I've made up my mind
Lord said: The contract was signed
I am not playing God my friend
And I do not know what happens in the end
What I know is that my soul cost less than a dime
