I'm wearing, two pair of underwear
Some worn out kicks and my mangy hair
Could formally be referred to, as blond
I'm just a, couple years out of the clink
And I'll take showers in your kitchen sink
I guess I'm what you'd call a vagabond
I guess I'm what you'd call, a vagabond
I've been walking the highway for a while
On my shoulder is a satchel, on my face a smile
The fragrance of the road is my cologne
Maybe I get some sun, maybe get a ride
I don't worry none, let destiny decide
Life's laid back when you're totally alone
Life's laid back when you're on your own
See I don't have much, don't have much baby
Don't want much, don't want much baby
Don't need much, need much except maybe the
Promise of whiskey at the end of the day
I'm just a vagabond looking for a place to stay
See I walk and walk and walk some more
I'm a green grass high and a little sore
Hopping that a car will soon appear
I stick out my thumb and I let it linger
And my eye kinda travels to the ring on my finger...
It reminds me of a woman whos not here
And my chest starts hurting, that's just cause of the heat
And for the first time in days I start feeling my feet
I start feeling the feeling the journey is crushing me
Ahh cool it man, just get it out of your head
Where's the car, where's the car this roads fucking dead
But I don't worry just repeat instead that
I don't have much, don't have much baby
Don't want much, don't want much baby
Don't need much, need much except maybe the
Promise of whiskey at the end of the day
And the tolerance to drink all my memories away
I'm just a vagabond looking for a place to stay
Ohooo yeah!
Hey!
Stop!
Woah!
Fuck!
I've been to three states in as many days
And my heads been baking in a blaze
The fumes and blooms of daisies chocked by weeds
I looked into the eyes of a road kill dear
And he sorta told me
Run away from here, where every mans a vulture fit to feed
Yeah well fleeing ain't a problem for me
Cause if you get me down then I guarantee
I'll up and leave and I never will return
Yeah I'll break your heart, I'll break your back
I wont loose no sleep, shit I can't keep track
Of every bridge I used and then I burn
And the nights in pennant and the doom is too
And the thought of what I've done to you
Is what sends me through the desert and beyond
Ohooo stop, stop please I'm up for a trade
Just take me far away from mistakes I've made
Ohh give me some relief, help me sleep in piece
Take pity on the broken vagabond
You see I don't have much, don't have much baby
I don't want much, don't want much baby
I don't need much, need much except baby the
Promise of shelter at the end of the day
From the places where the bad basters sworn and pray
With every bone in my body wanna hear you say
That this vagabond can put his walking shoes away
I'm just a vagabond looking for a place to stay
Yeah