Blue

Big blue tail fins
Convertible
'55
Heading anywhere suitable
For a happy man to live and die
Where the Sun is always red
Where there's a lady in my bed
And nobody don't cry, baby, don't cry

Not long ago, I was high
Just 21
In the city Lights
Rush hour under yellow sky
And 40 minutes passed me by
And I just didn't want to live in the city no more
Cause when it rains it pours
And there ain't nothing but bad luck
And closed doors to look forward to

And wherever
It was that I thought I was going
It ain't where I'm going no more
And maybe it night just be that
I've been on the road too long
And baby it's made me forget how to be any other way than alone

Big red wild eyes
'Bout 17 hands
Kicking high
Must have been a runaway too
Cause it seemed he knew his own way
Knew his own way better than most could say they do

And there was I a hundred days
And just about as many nights
No home to call my own
Half crazed and seeing sights
I was heading out the way I'd come
With just a haversack
And Raised thumb to every car going past

And wherever
It was that I thought I was going
It ain't where I'm going no more
And maybe it night just be that
I've been on the road just far too long
And baby it's made me forget how to be any other way than alone

And wherever
It was that I thought I was going
It ain't where I'm going no more
And maybe it night just be that

Big blue convertible
Pass me by 'bout '95
But there ain't nowhere I'm going
That I won't get by and by
On that big red horse
With his wild eyes and his mane on fire
Kickin' all down the highway...