I've lived beneath the rails
I've bled from the "cat-o-nine-tails"
I was born in the desert-sun
Raised on beating, dragged with the scum
Learned to survive on the run

Killed a man, I was just sixteen
The judge put these chains on me
"We sentence you to the Galley
Pay penance for your crime
He's guilty; Take him aside"l

They left me nothing, but my pride
I'll weep, when angels cry!
Who'll say a prayer for a wanted-man,
now that I am condemned

I won't weep
Still got my pride

I was just sixteen
when they killed the child in me
Thirteen years on the Galley
I've paid penance for my crime,
the pain is all inside

They left me nothing, but my pride
I'll weep when angels cry!
Can't chain my heart,
or my hopes for tomorrow
Can't tear me apart
I've learned how to survive
on the run