Today I´m livin´ like a rich man´s son
Tomorrow mornin´ I could be a bum
It doesn´t matter which direction, though
I know a woman in New Mexico

Worse comes to worst
I´ll get along
I don´t know how, but sometimes
I can be strong

Oh, and if I don´t have a car, I´ll hitch
I got a thumb and she´s a son of a bitch
I do my writing on my road guitar
And make a living at a piano bar, oh

Worse comes to worst
I´ll get along
I don´t know how, but sometimes
I can be strong

Lightning and thunder
Flashed across the roads we drove upon
Oh, but it´s clear skies we´re under

When I am together, when I sing the song

Worse comes to worst
I´ll get along
I don´t know how, but sometimes
I can be strong

Oh, fun ain´t easy if it ain´t free
Too many people got a hold on me
But I know something that they don´t know
I know a woman in New Mexico

Worse comes to worst
I´ll get along
I don´t know how, but sometimes
I can be strong
(x3)