Take a silver dollar and put it in your pocket
Never let it slip away.
Always be a man not a boy gone astray.
When ya get half cra-zy from the August heat
Or on a frozen rotted road
With no one to complain to about your achin' feet.
You're gonna walk that endless highway
Walk that high-way till you die.
All you children goin' my way
Better tell your home-life sweet goodbye.
When I see a detour up ahead
Well I leave it far behind
Who knows what you're apt to find there.
With the cost of livin and the price of dyin'
Well it look like t'me this time I wont be buyin'
When they get a scapegoat by the throat
It's hard labour and cold beans.
If ya get away real quick
You'll be eatin from the poison peanut machine.
Well I sing by night wander by day.
I'm on the road and it looks like I'm here to stay.
