when Johnny hits the drums

i held my gun at last light
aimed it at a mad man at the door
after his untimely death
i found him on the floor
i took all his clothes
and now no one knows
when the morning sun comes
which way my shadow goes

i went down to Mexico
you came looking for a sight of me
what you found was nobody
i lost myself at sea
nothing much there grows
and now no one knows
when the morning sun comes
which way my shadow goes

i imagined late at night
you would find me in my easy chair
it was a hard place to be
when you looked i wasn't there
the wind always blows
and now no one knows
when the morning sun comes
which way my shadow goes