Well my feet are cold and the heat ain't working right
Driving round stopping at every light
Feeling broke and sick as a dog at home
A woman could heal me but I will choose to roam
A woman could heal me but I choose to roam
Well this diner's in a sketchy part of town
There's a bar next door where the hookers and thieves hang out
And the leaves upon the trees are falling off
The good men have all passed or moved along
Said the good men have all passed or moved along
Sun come up in Tennessee is the thing that I do need
But sun going down over the Rockies is what I do see
Well in the land where gold and silver flow
And the riches of the rulers come and go
Don't take a wife if you don't mean to fight
The cowards and the junkies rule the night
The coward's land is a crooked and mangled sight