Travel where you will and grow to be a man
And sing what must be sung, poor boy
Sing what must be sung.
I believe in Jesus
An' what the Bible said
An' I am fairly certain
He had himself a heavy head. He scared the lyin' people
So bad, they hung him dead
An' they never even listened
To what he really said.
Well, I never been to Spain
But I kinda like the music
Say the ladies are insane there
And they sure know how to use it
It's not the leaving of all I love that makes me cry
But my darling, when I think of you.
I said God damn, God damn The Pusher man.
Jeremiah was a bull frog
Was a good friend of mine
Oh, you could have been lonely, for your one and only,
You could have loved me as much as I love you.
When it all comes down
I hope it doesn't land on you
When the truth is found
I hope it will be true to you.
Strongest of Oak is the gallows
Tighest of knots is the noose
And when I first saw you I first loved you
With a song that I sang to the fire in your eyes
You know I've smoked a lot of grass
O' Lord, I've popped a lot of pills
But I never touched nothin'
That my spirit could kill.
I'm a high night flier and a rainbow rider
And a straight-shooting son of a gun.
And I dream in the morning that she brings me water
And I dream in the evening that she brings me wine
Just a poor man's daughter from Puerta Piñasco
South of the border, in old Mexico.
Some people say I'm a no count, others say I'm no good
But I'm just a natural born travelin' man
Doin' what I think I should, oh yeah
Doin' what I think I should.
You know, I've seen a lot of people walkin' 'round
With tombstones in their eyes
But the pusher don't care
Ah, if you live or if you die
Joy to the world
All the boys and girls, now,
Joy to the fishes in the deep blue sea
Joy to you and me
Well, I never been to Heaven
But I been to Oklahoma
Well, they tell me I was born there
But I really don't remember
In Oklahoma, not Arizona
What does it matter, what does it matter?
I've rode o'er hot, dry deserts
And over mountains tall
I believed in the bad land sayin'
"A good gun never falls"
The dealer for a nickel
Lord, will sell you lots of sweet dreams
Ah, but the pusher ruin your body
Lord, he'll leave your, he'll leave your mind to scream.
And we could have been sweethearts, forever and ever,
Could have loved a whole lot more, been a little more true.
