Story starts, quiet town
                            Small town boy, big time frown
                            Never talks, never plays
                            Different path, "lost his way"

                            The streets are red, red I'm afraid
                            No confetti, no parade
                            Nothing happens in this boring place
                            But oh my God, how that all did change
                            Now they all pray
                            Blood stains wash away

                                  He said lost my way
                                  This bloody day
                                  Lost my way
                                  I heard him, he said "lost my way";
                                  This bloody day
                                  Lost my way
                                  All things wash away
                                  But blood stained the sun red today

                            I always said, somethin' wrong
                            With little strange Ronnie Long
                            Never laughed, never smiled
                            Talked alone, for miles and miles

                            Gallow calls, son I say
                            Keep your smile, and laugh all day
                            Think once again, in this boring place
                            For little boys, how they soon change

                            Now they all pray
                            Blood stains wash away
 
                                  He said "lost my way"
                                  This bloody day
                                  Lost my way
                                  I heard him, he said "lost my way"
                                  This bloody day
                                  Lost my way
                                  All things wash away
                                  But blood stained the sun red today

                            Yeah, well all the green things died
                            When Ronnie moved to this place
                            He said, "Don't you dare ask why
                            I'm cursed to wear this name"

                            Now we all know why children called him
                            Ronnie Frown
                            When he pulled that gun from his pocket
                            They'd all fall down

                                  He said "lost my way"
                                  This bloody day
                                  Lost my way
                                  I heard him, he said "lost my way"
                                  This bloody day
                                  Lost my way
                                  All things wash away
                                  But blood stained the sun red today