[Verse 1]
No fame, all there is
All there was on the second lady
Can't take a cent, take a cut
Of that kind of ran
I'll stand, kind of pushed
Kind of bent on this heavy land
I'll stand for the sake of my friend
I will see him there

[Hook]
Down, down
Count me down, down
Down boy, down
Count me down
Down boy, down boy

Down boy, down

The same not begin
Not give up in a better way
Again, washed the stain off his bed
Not to split him up
I'll stand for the sake of my friend
I will see him there
Well, I will see him there
[Hook]
Down, down
Count me down, down
Down boy, down
Count me down
Down boy, down boy

Down boy, down
Down count me down
Down, down boy