The Debt with My Name On It

“Every man pays what he owes… Some in silver, some in blood. Me — I just been payin’ slow.”

I kept a list carved in my mind, Of every ghost I left behind. Each name a wound that never healed, Each debt a deal the dark concealed.

The preacher said my soul’s still worth, But hell collects what earth gives birth. And somewhere down this broken line, There’s a debt with my name on the sign.

There’s a debt with my name on it, And the ink runs black tonight. I tried to pay with mercy, But mercy don’t make it right. There’s a debt with my name on it, And every mile’s a price I write.

I buried gold, I buried pain, They both came diggin’ up again. The road remembers, the wind don’t lie, It whispers what you tried to hide.

The devil laughs where angels fall, Keeps my ledger on his wall. And every shot, every line, He marks it down, one more time.

There’s a debt with my name on it, And I’m done pretendin’ blind. The Lord can keep His promise, I’ve got my own to find. There’s a debt with my name on it, And I’m settlin’ it in kind.

“I don’t need no preacher’s word, I don’t need no holy sign. The Lord can judge when I’m long gone — But tonight, the bill’s mine.”

There’s a debt with my name on it, Written in thunder and flame. If I fall before it’s paid, Just carve that on my name. There’s a debt with my name on it, And I’m the one to blame.

“Some debts die slow. This one… rides with me.”

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