Friday, October 4, 2013

Leave it all behind


Shaking off my jack boots
Itching for a ride
Thinking off down the canyon
Maybe find some place to hide.
Mind runnin on memory
Dusty old beaten track
Makes a man think he understand
Why someone invented crack.
Gonna ride until the sun pass me by
Just leave it all behind
Check out a new world
One don't run on a dime
Buzzards over head are callin
Waitin on a friend
I think I'll give em company
Right on down to no end.
Ain't worried about tomorrow
Maybe what Christmas'll bring
Yesterday done caught me again
Same old rusted thing
It don't much matter I guess
How far you ride the trail
Thinkin about how it was suposed to be
You'll find it's much like reading brail