Making my way down the road in a story yet to unfold Dogs started barking, so I sat down and kicked off my shoes
Stranger say, "Boy ya carry quiteΒ Β load" is the journey worth it's weight in gold? So I picked up my guitar and started singing the blues ----------------------------------------------------
I been on this road so long, can't remember quite where it began. I held on this guitar so hard, now it's my only friend.
Well, I been ramblin' up and down, trying to find an end. I aint been Home sense I can't remember when. ------------------------------------------------- Been all over this country, coast to coast, more times than I can count. Playin' guitar, drinkin' and a fussing, trying to find my way out.
I started out at the bottom, not a penny to my name, and let the world do their best. I came here with nothing, and I still got most of it left.