Repo Man

Fourteen years I was sober
I worked hard for my pay
Left my tithe at the altar
Closed my eyes when I prayed

But I'm the repo man and nobody, nobody, nobody weeps for me
Nobody weeps for me

The ground is cold in Minnesota
Cotton falling on the town
I share this hill with a willow
But he never makes a sound

'Cause I'm the repo man and nobody, nobody, nobody weeps for me
Nobody weeps for me