At the end of my days when I'm called to go, Into the arms of the Holy Ghost, To have lived such a life as I have known, Oh, fortune follow me, that I'm afraid no more. For my great mistakes I will surely pay, I'm running low and the devil is on my trail, When fate delivers me all I'll ask it for, Is a place to rest and shelter for my soul. Oh, if I could spend my days, Free from the prison of your gaze, Then I could die a happy man. Oh, if I could spend my days, Free from the shadow of my name, Then I could die a happy man. And when I am released from this mortal load, I'll take my leave but I don't wanna go. When fate delivers me all I'll ask it for, Is a place to rest and shelter for my soul...