A word to the wise
Say it doesn't come as any real big surprise
Look at all the drifters baby
Take you and me
Listen to the rain comin down in sympathy
Put me on the stand
I'll testify
I was out of town I don't need no alibi
I've been up to the mountain
Then come back down again
Watched the rivers rise
With someone I called a friend
Dined with kings and queens under crystal chandeliers
Wandered through the valley alone with my fears
And after all the trials I've been through
There has to be a place for me and you
Look at all the sinners honey
Countin you and me
Line em up together it goes on endlessly
Like a procession
Of fakes and fools
Makin up the numbers breakin all the rules
I've been on every highway
Seen every twist and bend
Caught the desert sun
On the road that never ends
I've heard the wiseman's stories but I ain't changed my mind
Sorry for the bitter words I didn't mean to be unkind
(J. Camilleri N. Smith – Mushroom Music Publishing Control)