Huckleberry Finn

I don't know, where you are But I'm waiting at your door everyday Your neighbour says you've gone away You left, not ever, to stay So I move along and I Writing songs about love And songs about hate I'm writing songs about hate Well I'm not the man, I used to be I am older, and slightly deranged I am different in all details Just like the United States So I move along and I Writing songs about love And songs about hate I'm writing songs about hate #humming to the music# I don't know if the trees will grow or grass will get any greener Cause all I can see is that the fields are free and we Ain't going nowhere nowhere but here