Lyrics:

Straight from my home, late at night by the back door
Search for a light that might show me the way
Shotgun in hand, I left a three-time loser
A face that was seen but not going to see
Unchain my hands, now I've got my freedom
Highways I've roamed, looking for the distant faces
Gold on the border and silver in my hand
Meantime I stayed, alone and never changing
And if I did, no one got in my way
Unchain my hands, now I've got my freedom