Martin Luther and Jimmy D
Here comes trouble
Like you've never seen
One's a bully, one's a cheat
Steal the shoeshine
Right off your feet
They go down alone
The dark and lonesome road
They call their home
Martin Luther say to me
Tip your hat boy, to Mr. D
You might not like us
We don't care
But, you'll respect us
Or live in fear
They go down alone
That dark and lonesome road
They call their home
Martin Luther and Jimmy D
Ain't got no love in their hearts
For either you or me
You know they go down alone
The dark and lonesome road
They call their home
Yes, they go down alone
That dark and lonesome road
They call their home