'm staring at a stranger in the mirror he's looking like a ghost in human form that used to be my head but the occupant has fled Lord, where's the good man gone ? My eyes are like two troopers in a foxhole I'm doing things I used to know were wrong I've hurt all my friends and I'll do it again Lord, where's the good man gone ? There's a woman, Lord, somewhere in this city I've got to put her in my song I'm treating her unkind and I don't mind Lord, where's the good man gone and is he coming back ?