G D
Take a silver dollar and put it in your pocket,
A E
Never let it slip away.
G D A
Always be a man, not a boy gone astray.
D D/C# Bm Bm/A E A
When ya get half cra-zy from the August heat
D D/C# Bm Bm/A
Or on a frozen, rotted road
E
With no one to complain to about your achin' feet.
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A G D A
You're gonna walk that endless highway,
D E A
Walk that high-way till you die.
G D A
All you children goin' my way,
D E A
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 wont be buyin'
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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.