Testo di Uncle Sam

The word of mouth has reached my ears We just became volunteers I can't picture you in uniform Your heart is much too frail You're better off in jail They asked us both to join their gang Said "Could it be you'd rather hang?" Don't want you to die for me Why should I for you? Hope you see it too Well, I'm going across the border Watch what happens to me Well, I'm going across the border Watch what happens to me With my name on the blacklist I can find a new place to be And if they still come looking On the road is where I'll be And if they still come looking On the road is where I'll be