Turned My Back Tindersticks (Ft. Gina Foster)

This freedom
This freedom
This freedom
Walkin' alone

I turned my back on jail, I turned my back on jail
I turned my back on us and them
I turned my back on what I couldn't hold
I turned my back and struck out on my own
I turned my back and I started walking

This freedom
Feelin' lucky
This freedom
Goin' nowhere
This freedom
Just walkin' alone

Good-time Charlie stripped me to the bone
I wanted it and I let him
Take my shoes and throw me out in the cold
Into a place where there was no night or day
There was no manna or quail or nothin'
Couldn't find a bed, don't know where I am
I don't know where the fuck I am now