He rolled into town under cover of the night
From where does he hail, he seemed an innocent sight
Clean cut and shaven with an honest face
But some have a question, 'what's brought him to that place?'
He stopped inside a diner to have an evening bite
No one seemed to notice the darkness in the light
They only saw his smile, heard his softened words
The story of his journey was all that was heard

Driving down the road with blood on his hands
A drifter passing through who killed another man
No one really saw him, and no one knows his name
But everyone agrees he's got to be insane

Traveling the country, there's a whole world to see
A journey of one's own as he had no family
He didn't say too much, and left out all details
But he said that he was there because his engine failed
He sat at the counter placed the order for his meal
While searching the diner for another soul to steal
His sword is a flask hidden deep in his sleeve
Just a few drops of poison in a cup before he leaves

Driving down the road with blood on his hands
A drifter passing through who killed another man
No one really saw him and no one knows his name
But everyone agrees he's got to be insane.