[ Featuring Tom Frear, Matt Klein, Casey Shelden, Joey Rowland (contributor), Kenneth Feidler (contributor) ]
My mama cried the day I left papa told me son
When your lucks run out and your moneys spent at least you had some fun
Well now I aint got nothing but a guitar and gasoline
I must've found me something to make a poor boy wild and mean
My feet were made for walking on the dark side of the day
My guitar does my talking guess I like it more that way
My face might show the traveling and my eyes have seen the light
Aint much around worth having you can't find out in the night
So turn me loose my working chains Ill be moving on
It aint nothing but growing pains from being here too long
That full moon up and coming shining in the dark
Ill be out here running where all the wild things are
Go put me on that long highway
Ill find myself a sunny day
Now breath me in and let me go
One thing that I always know will stay
These damn ol rambling ways
