作曲 : Washburn
Old folks told me you're not coming home
Old folks told me, gotta move along
Like a ripe ol' fruit on a borrowed vine
I hang around, oh 
Lord, I hang around
Eve stole the apple from the tree, good 
LordI know she could be me, 
I know she could be me
Big brother told me 
I got something wrong
Big brother told me sing a different song
Like a tolling bell in its final hour
I'll make a sound, oh 
Lord, I'll make one sound
Another man done gone, he sang this song, good 
LordI know he could be me, 
I know he could be me'
Round the mountain there's another shore'
Round the corner there's another door
Like a bleeding man on his native soil
I'll stand my ground, oh 
Lord, I'll stand my ground
They nailed him to the cross for no sin, good 
LordI know he could be me, 
I know he could be me
They nailed him to the cross
Another man done gone
Eve stole the apple from the tree, good 
LordI know she could be me, 
I know she could be me
I know she could be me