I’m scared a lonely. Never see my son,
Easy be not to see anyone,
Combers out to sea
Know they’re goin somewhere but not me.
Got a little poison, got a little gun,
I’m scared a lonely.
I’m scared a only one thing, which is me,
From othering I don’t take nothin, see,
For any hound dog’s sake.
But this is where I livin, where I rake
My leaves and cop my promise, this’ where we
Cry oursel’s awake.
Wishin was dyin but I gotta make
It all this way to that bed on these feet
Where peoples said to meet.
Maybe but even if I see my son
Forever never, get back on the take,
Free, black & forty-one.