Ramblin Kind

Well, I've been to New York and I've been out to L.A I floated down the Brazos in a hurricane Lost myself somewhere along the way And I found myself sittin' in this cheap cafe I was talkin' with the waitress With the crooked smile and painted on face She said a-hey mister can you get me Out of this place? Now I'm on a Greyhound bus, rollin' hard and fast I'm lookin' at the world through the bottom of my glass Said it's a good thing I got this photographic mind 'Cause I'm just your ramblin' kind Sometimes I hear a little voice inside my head He says, "Call in sick to work, sit on your couch instead Grow yourself a beard, start actin' a little weird" Well there was a judge in Johnson County, said that I did not appear Before his court, said I was stuck in Ft. Worth Just sippin' on a long one, sittin on my back porch And I'm on a Greyhound bus, rollin' hard and fast Lookin' at the world through the bottom of my glass Said it's a good thing I got this photographic mind 'Cause I'm just your ramblin' kind Most of these days, I just get high and Iwatch the tube Hang out at my friends' place, and I swim in their pool I drink all o' their beer, I smoke all of their weed I don't ever steal, I just take what I need I'm on a Greyhound bus, rollin' hard and fast Lookin' at the world through the bottom of my glass Said it's a good thing I got this photographic mind 'Cause I'm just your ramblin' kind I said I'm just your ramblin' kind