Wayward and sitting tight I am a rocking chair on the porch outside I am a stone skipping across the night I am a five dollar bill, yeah. And its getting late i know But youre still undressing And the windows open And the crickets humming the night in slow Like the folks never will. And aw man, the neighbors quiet And the dogs are sleeping for a little while And the house is creaking And the people out with a five dollar bill, yeah. And I' down here looking in Youre a magic spell at the window pane You are closing curtains across the day You are tin cans and silk And you know its not a lot Its a porch light on in the dark Its an old machine that creaks and sings so well Its boards and rusted wire Its elbow grease and time Cuz heaven knows that only time will tell So im moving in. And when the nighttime comes youre a sleepless dreamer youre a quiet song you are a gold watch i will never pawn for a five dollar bill yeah. Now im down here looking up I am a weary soldier with an old tin cup I am a lucky fool with the royal flesh I am too high to k**. And you know its not a lot Its a porch light on in the dark Its an old machine that creaks and sings so well Its boards and rusted wire Its elbow grease and time Cuz heaven knows that only time will tell So im moving in. And aw man youre looking down With your toothy smile And your hair undone You are the smooth talker of babylon You are a five dollar bill yeah So cmon and hang my hat Its a wooden door and a welcome mat Its a a dusty floor and a mangy cat And it always will be