What Ive Done
Well don't you cry for me boys, don't you cry for me
I'm where I ought to be for what I've done
Never been at peace lord, I've never been at peace
To you I must release my tainted soul

Go howling at that moon boys, go howling at that moon
He's only mocking you with truth untold
Forever roam this land boys, forever roam this land
And crush the stones to sand, with all your rage

Been running all my days lord, been running all my days
With eyes so cut and crazed, chasing you
Been running all my days, running all my days

So don't you cry for me boys, don't you cry for me
I'm where I ought to be for what I've done