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.