Oh, nobody′s left to love me
So I wander this earth alone
Nobody's left to love me
So I wander this earth alone
Ain′t got no money, babe
No place to call my own
Oh, I'm gonna leave you here now
Sure as I'm the preacher′s son
I′m off to find fortune and fame
I'm as serious as a loaded gun
Nobody left to love me
So I wander this earth alone
I ain′t got no money, babe
No place to call my own
Oh yeah
Oh, Mother Earth comes calling
As I lie here dead as night
I guess that my gun was loaded
I saw the flash with my own eyes
Now that my wandering is over
Oh, I wish I had more time
Writer(s): Joe Bonamassa Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
