Angry Young Man - Steve Earle, The Dukes

Got a lot of memories tied up in this place

So much time spent in so little space

What looked like the world through the eyes of a child

Kind of closes in on you after awhile

Its a place to grow up and a place to grow old

You keep your mouth shut and you do what youre told

I told mama the day that I ran

This aint no place for an angry young man

Mama if you could see me right now

Youd be so sure you failed me somehow

Mama you never could understand

There aint no peace for an angry young man

A cheap hotel a long way from my home

So many people make you feel so alone

Dreams die easy out here in these streets

And hearts grow cold in the city heat

I aint never been the patient kind

I got to live like I please or die tryin

At a filling station with a gun in my hand

The only way for an angry young man

Got a lot of memories tied up in this place

Tonight theyre starin me right in the face

A lonely grave on the outskirts of town

Its three in the morning, aint no one around

Just like a ghost I come out of the night

But Ill be gone before the morning light

Mama I hope that you understand

This aint no place for an angry young man