Lyrics
A long black limousine
And somerone's at the door
Says "You may not remember me
But we've met before"
"You better give up your possessions
You won't need them anyway
In the place where you're going
You can't tell the night from day"
Told me to sign a paper
As he put a pencil in my hand
But I ain't gonna sign my soul away
Not to the devil nor to another man
So I took my rifle and shot him
Straight between the eyes
But he just laughed and said
"We got one just about your size"