I got no home I can go back to I got no one to call a friend I can't find the place I started I can only guess how it will end. CHORUS: Keep them hounds off my trail These jailers off my back Get these bracelets off of me A little rain to hide my track. There's no whiskey in the jar I'm so dry I need a drink. I need a place to lay my head down
I need to find some time to think. CHORUS That old river keeps on rolling And old Hannah won't go down. I can't give back what I ain't taken And I won't give up, if I ain't found. I have nothing I can offer I'm like a dog without a bone; But if there's someone up there listening There's a poor boy out here alone. CHORUS