I`m getting wasted doing nothing
My mind is drifting far away
I hocked my guitar for a dozen dollar bills
I wish that there was some other way
I play my songs in a bar down on main street
Only one i know of for miles around
And people get to drinking and they fall asleep
And the owner says to move on to some other town
So, i just get my guitar and run
Until i can find someone to make music