Been ridin’ up and down Highway five, just about a week now Might as well keep on ridin’ Go on to New Orleans Takin’ time for myself The only way that I know how Don’t matter when I get there Followin’ the broken line
Take me back to nowhere Shelter me Until they find me Till then they'll keep searchin
Last time I’d been down this way I ran into some trouble See, lawman's got a real fine lady She always gets her man
She laid into me Like brimstone Comin' from the bottom So I shifted into low gear 'fo they hung an innocent man Next time you find yourself Rollin’ down in Slydale Just tip your hat and move on you’ll be hangin’ from that pole
Take me back to nowhere Shelter me Until they find me Until then they'll keep searching
