The Drifter

I ride the endless highways a warrior of the road My horse is made of iron, leather shields me from the cold I'm never in one place too long always heading for somewhere Don't know where I'm going I'll find out when I get there Some look at me as lazy a drifter is my trade Don't have no ties to bind me got a few dollars that I made While passing thru a one-horse town where I barely broke free From the arms of a sweet young thing left crying over me You'll find me on a back road Running wild - living free I take the road less traveled Don't want no company I wanna be where the eagle flies When I die, please - bury me Along a winding back road Where I can drift eternally I've got the story of my life painted on my skin My hands and face have weathered from living in the wind My saddlebag holds all I own, never had a family The lonesome road owns my soul she's always calling me Don't judge me by your standards mine and yours are not the same Every body's a little different every life a different game What you consider right for you was never meant for me You're a prisoner of your life I like being free Where the sky is the roof above me The sun and rain are always free My bed is where I make it That's good enough for me Got no one else to please I'm a drifter, and I'm free