Somewhere on a lone trail
Pistol on his side
Talking to some old friends
They whisper in the night
Grab a bottle or a Bible
Woman or a wife
But it's hard for a wretched old man like me
To leave it all behind

Have mercy on my soul
I'm praying on my knees
But all the wrong I've done
Has left its mark on me
Resting on my shoulder
They speak to me so sweet
Kissed by an angel
But the devil's got a brand on me

Drinking in the morning
Made my mama cry
I could fill up a dried-out river with the tears from her eyes
Gotta get my life together
'Cause you don't get another try
If I'm out of second chances
I won't leave without a fight

Show mercy on my soul
I'm praying on my knees
But all the wrong I've done
Has left its mark on me
Resting on my shoulder
They speak to me so sweet
Kissed by an angel
But the devil's got a brand on me
Devil's got a brand on me

Show mercy on my soul
I'm praying on my knees
But all the wrong I've done
Has left its mark on me
Resting on my shoulder
They speak to me so sweet
Kissed by an angel
But the devil's got a brand on me
Devil's got a brand on me