Working that line will save you
Is nothing more than biding my time
I forsee it laying me into
One foot in and one scraping by

Well I heard that I could right my wrongs
And make me something big and strong
And leave behind the wine and the song
But I might find where I don't belong

Rolling down that lonely highway
Singing on the citizens band
Chasing signs that just lead me away
I believe I'll have to fold on that hand

Well I heard that I could right my wrongs
And make me something big and strong
And leave behind the wine and the song
But I might find where I don't belong

I'm not so much afraid to see it end
I'm just scared that life never began
Driving a nail ain't no dream living
But ain't we all stubborn to give in