Some men are born into satin and silk
Given the world to bend to their will
Some men are born into nothing but still
They have the stars for their crown
Some men climb ladders of fortune and fame
Drink out of silver on their own private trains
While out in the night men without names
Sleep with the stars for their crown
Some men will give everything that they own
Right down to their souls for cold little stones
And never once look in the sky or they'd know
That diamonds ain't diamonds and gold it ain't gold
I am no believer in all things that are wise
There's no god rich or poor for who I'd lay down my life
Some men are born to those things but not l
I have the stars for my crown
I been a cowboy a drifter a confidence man
I've lost track of whether I'm saved or I'm damned
But those are just handles I know what I am
Look at the stars for my crown"