Dyin Aint Much Of Lyrics

song lyrics Dyin Ain t Much Of A Livin lyrics [Josiah Gordon "Doc" Scurlock:] "You rode a 15 year old boy straight to his grave and the rest of us straight to hell." A whiskey bottle comforts me And tells me not to cry While a full moon says a prayer for me I try to close my eyes But the night s there to remind me Of the guns and the early graves The ghosts appear as I fall asleep To sing an outlaw s serenade Dyin ain t much of a livin When you re livin on the run Dyin ain t much of a livin for the young Is it too late to ask for forgiveness For the things that I have done ? Dyin ain t much of a livin for the young Oh... the desert s been a friend to me It covers me by night And a snakebite s not my enemy But it taught me how to fight All this fame don t bring you freedom Though it wears a thin disguise And an outlaw is just a man to me And a man has to die Oh, dyin ain t much of a livin When you re livin on the run Dyin ain t much of a livin for the young Is it too late to ask for forgiveness For the things that I have done ? Dyin ain t much of a livin for the young na... And I hope someone will pray for me When it s my turn to die... pray for me Dyin ain t much of a livin When you re livin on the run Dyin ain t much of a livin for the young Is it too late to ask for forgiveness For the things that I have done ? Dyin ain t much of a livin for the young na... song lyrics