Greetings aside
Sit down and let me take you on a ride
Inside a world with no law, and every day life's just suicide
I knew this man on the mountain side
Who lived in peace wherever he reside
A man who never owned a gun see he knew the safest place to hide
I took him outside Where he could slide
Thought I could help him find a bride
Until his past caught up at last, the return of the mountain man's pride
She was soft to the eyes and walked with pride
I'd see Her beautiful legs with every stride
Until I left and she decide
To take all the earning, he'd been putting aside
She'd left him again, off she would ride
"So what do I do? My options are wide"
Should he run after his wife, or should he pick suicide
The pressure is mounting, an increase in tide
If he found her, it would be homicide

but mountain man ran, out the backside
Told me he's moving to the countryside
Started drowning the pain, no-one to confide
In retrospect pain can make family divide
The countrymen shunned him, threw him outside
The cause of their deaths, The Self Genocide