Sometimes I go out my way for a laugh
Sometimes I forget when it's time to come back
Running on overdrive
Faster then Bonnie and Clyde

I like to get lost in the woods
I'd live there if I could
In the pines I like to hide
Near a riverside

I don't need much sleep theses days
My hairs have all turn grey
I get up early and write
And post my poem at first light

Then off to run my farm
To keep my crazy world from harm