Ramblin Kind

Well, I've been to New York and I've been out to L.A
I floated down the Brazos in a hurricane
Lost myself somewhere along the way
And I found myself sittin' in this cheap cafe

I was talkin' with the waitress
With the crooked smile and painted on face
She said a-hey mister can you get me
Out of this place?

Now I'm on a Greyhound bus, rollin' hard and fast
I'm lookin' at the world through the bottom of my glass
Said it's a good thing I got this photographic mind
'Cause I'm just your ramblin' kind

Sometimes I hear a little voice inside my head
He says, "Call in sick to work, sit on your couch instead
Grow yourself a beard, start actin' a little weird"
Well there was a judge in Johnson County, said that I did not appear
Before his court, said I was stuck in Ft. Worth
Just sippin' on a long one, sittin on my back porch

And I'm on a Greyhound bus, rollin' hard and fast
Lookin' at the world through the bottom of my glass
Said it's a good thing I got this photographic mind
'Cause I'm just your ramblin' kind

Most of these days, I just get high and Iwatch the tube
Hang out at my friends' place, and I swim in their pool
I drink all o' their beer, I smoke all of their weed
I don't ever steal, I just take what I need

I'm on a Greyhound bus, rollin' hard and fast
Lookin' at the world through the bottom of my glass
Said it's a good thing I got this photographic mind
'Cause I'm just your ramblin' kind
I said I'm just your ramblin' kind