Take a silver dollar and put it in your pocket
Never let it slip away
Always be a man, not a boy gone astray
When ya get half cra-zy from the August heat
Or on a frozen, rotted road
With no one to complain to about your achin´ feet

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You´re gonna walk that endless highway
Walk that high-way till you die
All you children goin´ my way
Better tell your home-life sweet goodbye

When I see a detour up ahead
Well, I leave it far behind
Who knows what you´re apt to find there
With the cost of livin, and the price of dyin´
Well it look like t´me this time I won´t be buyin´

When they get a scapegoat by the throat
It´s hard labour and cold beans
If ya get away real quick
You´ll be eatin from the poison peanut machine
Well, I sing by night, wander by day
I´m on the road and it looks like I´m here to stay