Seeming when I'm older that it's younger how I feel Learning that you only get the raw end of the deal First one to the finish line, but the last one left to know Second place adorns you no matter where you go
Well I've been out to Austin, back to Boston Where I've been Following the highways in my hand When I go back to Winsconsin And when I come home again Has anybody out there seen my man?
Coming home reminds you that you ain't got long to go 'Til you can't make it to the mailbox, not in all this snow I hope you've got the time to keep that air between your lungs I hope you've got the hand to pull the plug when that day comes
Well I've been out to Austin, back to Boston Where I've been Following the highways in my hand When I go back to Winsconsin And when I come home again Has anybody out there seen my man?
Hippodromes and hedons sipping Seagram's from my mug Pills at all the parties that we sweep beneath the rug Figuring that loving's just the kind of dice you throw Can a cactus and a lily find a common pot to grow?
Well I've been out to Austin, back to Boston Where I've been Following the highways in my hand When I go back to Winsconsin And when I come home again Has anybody out there seen my man? Has anybody out there seen my man?Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
