Well broken down outside Bakersfield
man it started to snow
Sleepin' sittin' up in the front seat
cold wind it blows
Well now people if you feel for your mortal souls
get a job workin' at the grocery store
'Cause
this life it ain't right for everybody
Everbody'd do it now if it was easy
This life it ain't right for everybody
but it sure's been good to me
Drivin' thirty five miles an hour
'cross that Texas heat
engine burnin' like the fires of Hell
just to melt the shoes of my feet
Well it's three mechanics in a hundred miles
and nothin's wrong
Didn't get nothing' outta that trip but another song
Well
Yes
I been up in the apple trees
I been down in the ditches on my bended knees
May I help you sir
What do ya need
Oh
been 'round a corner or two
sold everything but my clothes and shoes
Did a thousand jobs that I never wanted to do
I ain't settlin' down here
I'm just passin' through
Up to Vancouver where the
buildings scrape the sky
They wanted to fight that night
can't say the reason why
Well it's flyin' fists broken bottles
swings a heat into the crowd
They had to bring the paddywhack in just to settle everybody down
Well
Because
Yeah it sure's been good to me