Man Without a Name

Yesterday I was a young man

With a future hemmed with gold

And today I’m just a soldier

With no home to call my own

Sitting by myself, playing my guitar

Trying to pass the time away

If tomorrow’s going to be like this

I might as well die today

I’m just a person

Who has never had a home

Had to fight all my life

Just to keep the things I own

And some people they look down at me

As a man without a name

And tend to forget

That they came from the same place that I came

All my friends, they have forsaken me

I guess that’s how life goes

When you’re not in big demand

Then you can’t buy fancy clothes

And life's backhand

One more time has closed the gates for me

And destroyed two years of hard work

And set my prestige free

I’m just a person

Who has never had a home

Had to fight all my life

Just to keep the things I own

And some people they look down at me

As a man without a name

And tend to forget

That they came from the same place that I came

I’m just a person

Who has never had a home

Had to fight all my life

Just to keep the things I own

And some people they look down at me

As a man without a name

And tend to forget

That they came from the same place that I came

I’m just a person who has never had a home

I’ve had to fight all my life just to keep the things I own

Sitting by myself, playing my guitar

Trying to pass the time away

If tomorrow’s going to be like this

I might as well die today