I stole a bible
From a hotel room
I can't pay the bill
And check out time is noon

Someone double crossed me
And left me out to dry
Now all I can do is pray
And hope an angel happens by

They said you'll never be nothing
You're just a dead end kid
Probably end up in prison
Or maybe down on the skids

No, you'll never be nothing
You're just a dead end kid
That's what they told me
And that's what they said

I wanna play my song
Out across this lake
From Starbra Bluffs
Oh, we're in New York State

I wanna show the world
Something they ain't never seen
I wanna take you somewhere
You ain't never been

They said you'll never be nothing
You're just a dead end kid
We know who you are
We know what you did

No, you'll never be nothing
You're just a dead end kid
That's what they told me
That's what they said

Some call it homeless
Some call it stranded
Some say it's like being lost
I just call it abandoned

Sleeping in the subways
Hiding in the underground
My mama was looking for me
But I was nowhere to be found

Now I'm no longer on the run
I've had some luck and I'm doing well
But I remember where I started from
When I stole that bible from the hotel

They tell you'll never be nothing
You're just a dead end kid
You'll probably end up in prison
Or maybe down on the skids

No, you'll never be nothing
You're just a dead end kid
That's what they told me
That's what they said, uh

Copyright: CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): Howard Simon Bernstein, Robbie Robertson, Robert Robertson