The Golden Road

I heard them talk
The parade God is a God they don’t even know
And it’s been said
That you loose your way, the Devil’s bent
No, what you mean?
I was just a boy, tender boy of thirteen
I will loose my way
And I will die an early death
Being shamed with no grave
Oh, I see all these righteous minds
Except they don’t know what is
That God doesn’t inflict that harm
In a different (???)
Oh, Lord, shine, on my town
Can’t find my way