Il testo della Unforgiven

Coins in my pocket, small change
turnin' over and over, over and over
two sides to every story, same thing
goin' 'round and 'round, 'round and 'round again
you made a bible of your own
wrote it down, wrote it down, set it in stone
you carved my name across your chest
now you won't, you won't let me forget
here i am, shoulders to the wind
on a road that may never end
but what you can't see
what you can't see
is i'd rather be
i'd rather be
unforgiven
dirt on my knuckles, in my fingernails
lay a penny down, down on the rails

dust in my throat, stone in my shoe
tell me when, when will i forget about you
fire and ice, livin' with the blame
we're all gonna be ashes anyway
and what you can't see
what you can't see
is i'd rather be
i'd rather be
unforgiven
coins in my pocket, small change
turnin over and over, over and over
two sides to every story, same thing
goin' 'round and 'round, 'round and 'round, 'round and 'round again
what you can't see
what you can't see
is it's not just me
it's not just me who's
unforgiven