Tommy Bolin Band - Wild Dogs lyrics

Baggage handcuffed to my wrist I drag it everywhere I go Sometimes I fight it with my fists If I knew which way was home It's where I'd go If I knew which way was home Porter come and cut me loose Bring that whiskey in my water Sometimes I get the blues But I know I shouldn't oughtta That's where I'd go If I knew which way was home Run down ghost town, no chance for love No sign of life - just wild dogs howlin' in the night That's what I like Hey porter come and cut me free I'm sick of my own company Sometimes I miss the gold Most times I miss my home That's where I'd go If I knew which way was home That's what I like Hear 'em howl....