His Bed for the Night
The lowly coward
He had his life
But the color had long since
Gone out of his eyes
His cries of night
Cries of despair
He just can't feel to
Be anywhere
A string of straw
Around his neck
A rotting post
That'll be his bed
For the night. Away from the law
Is all you need to do
But the lowly coward
Was on the wrong side, too.
