One, two
One, two, three, four

Lone and longing troubadour, I know that you´ve been here before

But there ain´t no cure for a restless man
If you came to run from your bad reputation
To sleep in wherever you at
What state you in tonight? And did you get into a fight?
Are you more drunk than you were last week?
When I call you on the phone, you are never alone
And your jaws don´t close when you speak

She said, "Run down the road, go where you need to go
But I need you to understand
There ain´t no home and there is no cure
For a no-good ramblin´ man"

Lone and longing troubadour, you ain´t the boy you were before
This world has truly thickened your skin

´Cause everyone you talk to acts like they walked through
Hell with you way back when
Who are you to say I can´t live this way?
I was born to be a man of the night
I´m twelve foot tall and I´m living proof
That highway boys don´t die

Said, "Run down the road, go where you need to go
But I need you to understand
There ain´t no home and there is no cure
For a no-good ramblin´ man"

She said, "Run down the road, go where you need to go
But I need you to understand
There ain´t no home and there is no cure
For a no-good ramblin´ man"