VERSE 1
BACK IN 36' WE BOUGHT US A BUCKET OF RUST
SOLD EVERYTHING WE HAD AND LEFT THAT BOWL OF DUST
DAYS WERE HOT AND THE TEMPERS THEY WERE TOO
THE DRONE OF THE TIRES ON THE HOT BLACK TAR
WOULD PUT A SPELL ON YOU
CHORUS
VERSE 2
LEFT ALL WE EVER KNEW TO HEAD FOR THE WESTERN SHORE
SUCH HARD TRAVELING, WE NEVER HAD SEEN BEFORE
4 DAYS ON 66 WE LOST A TIRE AND TUBE
SPENT TWO DAYS IN THE TEXAS SUN WITH NOTHING LEFT TO LOSE
CHORUS
VERSE 3
OUT IN CALIFORNIA THEY SANG A DIFFERENT TUNE
TOO MANY HANDS, SO LITTLE WORK, AND NEVER ENOUGH FOOD
MEMORIES COME FLOWING BACK WITH IMAGES OF THE PAST
I PITY THE POOR AND THE HUNGRY
AND PRAY THAT THEY WILL LAST