A Bunch Of Lonesome Heroes

<br>A bunch of lonesome and very quarrelsome heroes<br>were smoking out along the open road;<br>the night was very dark and thick between them,<br>each man beneath his ordinary load.<br>"I`d like to tell my story,"<br>said one of them so young and bold,<br>"I`d like to tell my story,<br>before I turn into gold."<br>But no one really could hear him,<br>the night so dark and thick and green;<br>well I guess that these heroes must always live there<br>where you and I have only been.<br>Put out your cigarette, my love,<br>you`ve been alone too long;<br>and some of us are very hungry now<br>to hear what it is you`ve done that was so wrong.<br>I sing this for the crickets,<br>I sing this for the army,<br>I sing this for your children<br>and for all who do not need me.<br>"I`d like to tell my story,"<br>said one of them so bold,<br>"Oh yes, I`d like to tell my story<br>`cause you know I feel I`m turning into gold."