Who's that drifter? On the side of the road On the side of the road I recognize him In a dirty old robe Dirty old robe Dirty old robe Let's go lift him Wherever he goes Wherever he goes He goes, he goes No more drifter On the side of the road On the side of the road
He climbed into My big black truck My big black truck He poured water In a wooden cup In a wooden cup In a wooden cup Evil forces He said to me He said to me He said to me Caught my good scent And on my heels And on my heels I will fight them Whenever I can Whenever I can I can, I can With a smile I will give my life And fight them on the other side
If you see a halo, at least wave as you pass by it on the road Cause that would be the drifter
Well on his way Well on his way He pulled into A Flying J A Flying J Where we both shared a piece of pizza pie A piece of pizza pie A piece of pizza pie "Where you headed?" I asked him I asked him "New York City" He said to me He said to me He said to me "If you take me" He went on to say He went on to say "I will give you The map to the beyond The map to the beyond" "Sounds like a good deal" He paid the tip We both jumped up and got back in
If you see a halo, at least wave as you pass by it on the road
We stopped to sleep in east Tennessee And he used the time to go out and eat Did a quick jig on top of a hill When he returned he slept for a spell
Cross Bronx Expressway At a quarter to four Quarter to four Quarter to four Was a vendor Selling cordless phones Cordless phones Cordless phones Drifter bought one For ten dollars Ten dollars Ten dollars Made a phone call It went a little like this It went a little like this "On my way now And will be there soon And will be there soon Bring my wet suit And my good tap shoes And my good tap shoes Not the old ones That hang upon the wall Hang upon the wall But the new ones In the silver case In the silver case" Then he hung up And chucked it out my truck Chucked it out my truck Central Park West I paid a price to park Paid a price to park Mighty oak lodge Then he waved at me And he waved at me "What about the bargain?" I yelled at him I yelled at him "Oh I forgot... Go to the Poconos Go to the Poconos"Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
