They call me the breeze
I keep blowing down the road
They call me the breeze
I keep blowing down the road
I ain’t got me nobody
I ain’t carrying me no load
I ain’t got nobody
Nobody cares for me, nobody
Nobody cares for me
I’m so sad and lonely
Sad and lonely, sad and lonely
Won’t some sweet mama come and take a chance with me?
'Cause I ain’t so bad
I ain’t got nobody, I ain’t got no home
I’m just looking for some place to bury my bone
I ain’t got nobody, I ain’t got no home
I’m just looking for some place to bury my bone
Ain’t got no home (So)
Ain’t got no shoes (Poor)
Ain’t got no money (Honey)
Ain’t got no class (Common)
Ain’t got no scarf
Ain’t got no gloves (Cold)
Ain’t got no bed (Beat)
Ain’t got no pot (Busted)
Ain’t got no faith (Catholic)
I went to my brother to ask for a loan 'cause I was busted
I hate to beg like a dog without his bone, but I’m busted
My brother said there ain’t a thing I can do
My wife and my kids are all down with the flu
And I was just thinking about calling on you and I’m busted
And I went to the doctor, I went to the mountains
I looked to the children, I drank from the fountains
There’s more than one answer to these questions
Pointing me in a crooked line
And I ask myself out loud
Have I been lost all along
Was there something I could say or something I should not have done
Was I lost all along
Was I looking for an answer when there never really was one
Was I looking for an answer when there never really was one
And you may find yourself living in a shotgun shack
And you may find yourself in another part of the world
And you may find yourself behind the wheel of a large automobile
And you may find yourself in a beautiful house, with a beautiful wife
And you may ask yourself, “Well, how did I get here?”
Gonna use my arms
Gonna use my legs
Gonna use my style
Gonna use my sidestep
Gonna use my fingers
Gonna use my, my, my
Imagination
And if I ever lose my hands
Lose my plow, lose my land
Oh, if I ever lose my hands
Oh if, I won’t have to work no more
In the sweet old country where I come from
Nobody ever works
Yeah nothing gets done
We hang fire, we hang fire
You know marrying money is a full time job
I don’t need the aggravation
I’m a lazy slob
I hang fire, I hang fire
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains
You never change your socks
And the little streams of alcohol
Come trickling down the rocks
The brakemen have to tip their hats
And the railway bulls are blind
There’s a lake of stew
And of whiskey too
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains
Oh to live on Sugar Mountain
With the barkers and the colored balloons
You can’t be twenty on Sugar Mountain
Though you’re thinking that you’re leaving there too soon
You’re leaving there too soon
It was an early morning yesterday
I was up before the dawn
And I really have enjoyed my stay
But I must be moving on
Like a king without a castle
Like a queen without a throne
I’m an early morning lover
And I must be moving on
Looks everywhere I go always get myself in trouble
'Cause the girls I pick on ain’t the safest kind
And I wind up running barefoot through everything but clover
'Cause the neck I value most of all is mine
That’s why I left the blue shirt hanging on the bed post in Seattle
My Levi’s float on San Francisco Bay
And I left a Stetson hanging in a hallway down in Dallas
And a dozen pair of boots along the way
I dip my cup of soup back from a gurglin’
Cracklin’ caldron in some train yard
My beard a rustling, cold towel, and
A dirty hat pulled low across my face
Through cupped hands ‘round the tin can
I pretend to hold you to my breast and find
That you’re waiting from the backroads
By the rivers of my memories
Ever smilin’ ever gentle on my mind
Like a clock whose hands are sweeping
Past the minutes of its face
And the world is like an apple
Whirling silently in space
Like the circles that you find
In the windmills of your mind.
Tonight when I chase the dragon
The water may change to cherry wine
And the silver will turn to gold
Time out of mind
If you’re lost, you can look and you will find me
Time after time
If you fall, I will catch you, I’ll be waiting
Time after time
If I could save time in a bottle
The first thing that I’ll like to do
Is to save everyday till eternity passes away
Just to spend them with you