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

Then streets of 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 smile
Talked alone, 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 the soon change

Now they all pray
Blood stains wash away

* Repeat

Yeah, well all the green things die
When Ronnie go to the 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

*Repeat