I’d like to hold my head up and be proud of who I am But they won’t let my secret go untold
I paid the debt I owed them, but they’re still not satisfied
Now I’m a branded man out un the cold
When they let me out of prison, I held my head up high
Determined I would rise above the shame
But no matter where I’m living, the black mark follows me
I’m branded with a number on my name
Repeat verse 1
If I live to be a hundred, I guess I’ll never clear my name
'Cause everybody knows I’ve been in jai
No matter where I’m living, I've got to tell them where I’ve been
Or they’ll send me back to prison if I fail
Repeat verse 1
Now I’m a branded man out un the cold
I grew up in Bristol on this and bluegrass and hillbilly as well as Chopin and Liszt and Grieg... so I get to say : this is a true modern country classic.