You say that I ain't worth nothing, but darling ain't nothing but a wandering man.
They say those wheels stop turning but they don't know nothing about a wandering man.
These trains keep on moving they don't stop for nothing and nor do I
People say I'll never find a home, but I never felt more at home with a road to ride.
From the big easy to the 305, Take my chances on the sunset line
From those hard roads and those tears in my eyes, and I can deal with 'em problems with a bottle of rye.
From Savannah Georgia, out to the Bluegrass lands, you can find me sitting with a guitar in my hand, just waiting for change to come and fill my can so I can buy me some Old Crow and a tin of Spam.
You say that I ain't worth nothing, but darling ain't nothing but a wandering man.
They say those wheels stop turning but they don't know nothing about a wandering man.
These trains keep on moving they don't stop for nothing and nor do I
People say I'll never find a home, but I never felt more at home with a road to ride.
From the red sunsets to open plains, sitting near the hop out by open flame. Even though I'm hated and I know it won't change, I'll keep walking through the cities and won't show no shame.
Sitting dirty on a 48, drinking that spacebag so I can rest my face, I'll go to church and then I'll steal that plate, then I'm off to philly for a new clean slate.
You say that I ain't worth nothing, but darling ain't nothing but a wandering man.
They say those wheels stop turning but they don't know nothing about a wandering man.
These trains keep on moving they don't stop for nothing and nor do I
People say I'll never find a home, but I never felt more at home with a road to ride.
Doing time because I got roped, but that's fine because doing time's a joke. I'm tossing dice made from bars of soap, counting down the days since I had my last smoke. I'm out of county and I'm on parole, getting my shit straight and fulfilling my goals, I got two months left but then I took stroll, You can take the dirt off me but not me out of the coal.
You say that I ain't worth nothing, but darling ain't nothing but a wandering man.
They say those wheels stop turning but they don't know nothing about a wandering man.
These trains keep on moving they don't stop for nothing and nor do I
People say I'll never find a home, but I never felt more at home with a road to ride
My name is Dirty Harry, and I love music, mainly all sorts of it. I'm in another band with a really rad dude named Patrick the Pirate (look him up here on bandcamp for our 2 splits). You can find it here on bandcamp just type in Dirty Pirates.
Chatterbox now includes Marissa Sendejas, Jonmb from JC and the Pennies! and the second half of their new album is all done by Ludlow (also some of my best friends!) Who can ask for more?! Dirty Harry
This friend of mine is awesome, his music is great and sometimes about funny things, but all in all he's someone I have much respect for and who i was happy to Call my band mate (Dirty Pirates) Dirty Harry
Comme d'habitude, j'ai bien du mal à choisir une "favorite track" avec ce groupe de Trashgrass qui excelle dans son domaine.
Mais là, j'ai réussi à me décider finalement. XD EklektikTrip
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