Through the tin pan alley in the dead of the
Night riding that crazy horse through the
Backyard kitchen on an a team mission to get
To the front door what's left behind when the
Sun does shine is pa**ed out on the floor I'm
Going to lay my head down before Sunday
Morn' it's a long walk home kickin' dirt and
Stones it's a long walk home when you're
Coming down easy it's a long walk home on
The streets I roam it's a long walk home when
You're coming down easy with gum on my
Shoe nothing left to do stranded and still
Awake good company is the street I seek and
The trail that I blaze when the co*k crows and
The warm winds blow I'll skip-to-my-lou 'til the
Sky turns blue and I'm going to lay my head
Down before Sunday morn' make my way
Back over cross the milky way again