I?m just a bad boy, long long ways from home.
I?m just a bad boy, long long ways from home.
But I ain?t got nobody to bury me when I?m dead and gone.
Well I?m the cat that scratches and I?m like a dog that bites.
I?ll be your box of matches, baby, when you need a light.
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I used to have a little girl, only 16 years old,
But her mom and dad put me way out, way out in the cold.
I can?t stay here no longer, my luck is running slow.
Gotta keep on moving but I ain?t got no place to go.
