Sick of tryin' to make things happen, yeah
Tired of that hill, that steep n' stone
Birds on my back, all but one have flown
The only time you show is when you cash in on the roll
(Hey hey hey)
Split this cage, I'm gonna make it on my own
Don't you try to follow
I'm gonna roll this stone alone
I hear 'I do', I see you don't
You say you will and then you won't
That pot of gold was just a bucket full of holes
On the road she goes, a fading crown of orange blossoms
She sings and plays her song on a white guitar
She sings and sings and... yeah!
(Hey hey hey)
Split this cage, I'm gonna make it on my own
Don't you try to follow
I'm gonna roll this stone alone
