molly hatchet
sailor
Met an old man on the street, A dirty hat laying at his feet, I looked and saw adventure in his eyes, Singing them songs from yesterday, From over the hills and far away, Lord that old man hypnotized.  I went on in to my nine-to-five, Hoping I could stay alive, I knew that something in my life was wrong, All night long I could not sleep, The trouble here was buried deep, I couldn't help but hear the old man's song.  I'm rolling down the highway, I fly the friendly skies, I'm just a hobo, I'm on the railroad tracks tonight,  I'm dancing through the desert, I see the city nights, I'm just a sailor on the sea of life.  The feeling swept right over me, I left my home and my security, I finally found a place where I belong, Back out here on the road again, Going back where I have never been, Now I'm finally free to sing my song.  I'm rolling down the highway, I fly the friendly skies, I'm just a hobo, I'm on the railroad tracks tonight,  I'm dancing through the desert, I see the city nights, I'm just a sailor on the sea of life, I'm just a sailor on the sea of life.