No Cross for Me

They asked what I’d leave behind — I said, “Just dust and borrowed time” No children’s tears, no lover’s plea — And damn sure no cross for me

No cross for me, no final grace Just the wind and this empty place Let the dirt tell what I became — Not the priests who never knew my name When they bury me, just let it be — No cross for me

I ain’t the villain, I ain’t the saint — Just a man who wore his hate like paint And if she dreams, I hope it’s kind — But don’t carve stone for what’s behind

No cross for me, no lines rehearsed I bled in silence, I rode the worst So let the buzzards do their part — And let her go, she kept my heart No cross, no grave, no eulogy — No cross for me

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