I've been down, I've been down a road
The gravel and the dust have gone from boots to bones
I bought these pants, I bought these pants from an army officer
One hand and six children.
Time has gone, time has gone with me
The autumn leaves will fall from trees from here to Kentucky
Born in North Carolina but I don't see how that matters
Son of a road side diner and a dumpster dive mother
Soon as he learned to walk well, he learned to wander
Son of a roadside diner and a dumpster dive mother
I ain't got much, I ain't got much but my thumb
It's carried me from sea to sea, Lord knows it's just begun
Charity, charity garbage cans, the police have forbidden me
They think I'm less than man
And oh, they're right, no, I am not like them
The land's my law, these handcuffed paws only raise to defend
Born in North Carolina but I don't see how that matters
Son of a road side diner and a dumpster dive mother
Soon as he learned to walk well, he learned to wander
Son of a roadside diner and a dumpster dive mother
I fell in love, I fell in love with the setting sun
I'll spend my life chasing my wife from New York to the Grand Canyon
Maybe then, maybe then I'll settle down
I've seen defeat in comfort's reach, I'm off to press holy ground
Born in North Carolina but I don't see how that matters
Son of a road side diner and a dumpster dive mother
Soon as he learned to walk well, he learned to wander
Son of a roadside diner and a dumpster dive mother