hayes carll
bottle in my hand
Well, I followed my feet across this land A tune in my heart and a bottle in my hand From the cold, cold east To the woods out west Ain't no home just lucky I guess I've seen the sunrise over the water Howled at the moon by the embers glow Stole me a kiss from a poor man's daughter Threw on my pack and away I go  Well, it looks like rain and it tastes like hell Ain't nobody ever wished me well Tried to make me stand in the welfare line I ain't see free in a long old time Well, every town is gone by morning Hitch to another till the sun goes down Find me a boxcar, one or two brothers Take out a bottle and pass it around  There's trouble at the border and a far off war Oil in the water and the shut down store Big banks closin' and world ain't round Jail filled up and the deal gone down But I got all I need on the highway Little bit of luck and a rainbow stew Sing a little song for the ones who ramble Hard to carry on like the way we do  Now I've had friends who've walked that line Spent life workin' for a nickel and a dime The come home ragged at the end of their day Feet on the table, not a word to say Sometimes I might have to wonder How's it gonna end for a man like me  Slept with the rain and danced with the thunder  I get a little bit older I get a little bit older I'll get a little tune on my fiddle And then I'll be on my way  I followed my feet across this land A tune in my heart and a bottle in my hand The mines in the east To the woods out west Ain't no home just lucky I guess Never had a home just lucky I guess