I've been wondering where I'm going A second time around With my pants around my ankles I'm feeling mighty down And if you're gonna go then go big But you might lose And if you lose then lose big And hang out where the losers do I rode with my friend from upstate In his truck from coast to coast We slept in the back in the desert And on the side of the road the most And oh when we went we went big And all that we did lose Won't compare to everything we got When we hung out where the losers do Do you remember when I wrote good morning To you in the snow? When I did not use my fingers Neither did I use my toes And you just said that the Glory of the land Was inside of you And then you came and you held onto my clean hand And we walked where the losers do