Down The Road (Live)

I, I'm in a kind of foolish game

I try to get rich quick

But I'm going insane

The kind of freaks that hang out on 42nd

StreetThey're all pimping

Judy's and popping speed, well

It's a game of cat and mouse and

I think it's got my soul

I think it's time for thinking 'bout a time to roll on

Down the road, so here

I goHere come

Big Mike,

I kinda owe him some beans, well

He must be crazy,

I guess that's why he's so mean

If I tell him

I'm leaving, he would sure enough split my gut'

Cause he knows

I sold to a sucker and

I owe Big

Mike a cut

But I'll slip him a twenty dollar bill till

I get out of town

When I hit those white lines,

I'm gonna be gone like a

Greyhound down the road, down the road, yeah

It's a long, long road