Ain't no train, so he drive
Far away from home
One unpure dear child
With his mother's stolen gems in his hand
In his hand, in his hand, in his hand
Nothin'
Ain't worth nothin' to anyone
Is that what makes?
Is that what makes you?
Is that what makes you a man?
Is that what makes you?
Is that what, is that what makes?
Is that what, is that what makes you?
Is that what makes you a man?