little feat
strawberry flats
Ripped off and run out of town  Had my guitar burned when I was clownin'  Haven't slept in a bed for a week  And my shoes feel like they're part of my feet  Let me come down where I won't be a bother to no one  Let me unwind please give me a hole to recline in     Knocked on my friend's door in moody Texas  And asked if he had a place for me  His hair was cut off and he was wearing a suit  And he said not in my house, not in my house  You look like you're part of a conspiracy     Now I'm six hours out on strawberry flats  Trying to get to Waco 'fore it freezes over  They're stopping every one who looks too weird  At the ghoul bust Texas road block  Oh let me come down where I won't be a bother to no one  Let me unwind please give me a hole to recline in     Got a ride on a highway king  Made the cross road by nine fifteen  If I don't find a place to crash  Well I might as well cash it all in     If I was a no 'count gambler or a Texas fool  Or a millionaire with a suit and real short hair  Or do you even care