The time, 11:33 on a Saturday, November, 1923 I`m synchronized, it`s wise to keep my wits about me My name is Roy, a one-time choir boy
Now I`m sixteen, man, and I`m nobody`s toy I`m gonna take to the wind and get this town behind me
(chorus) I`m jumpin` a train leavin` town Howling whistle sounds And I`m not looking back -- gonna tie my fate to a train track Got a whiskey bottle tied in a corn sack Hold on world, I`m coming, I`m hitching a ride on a north-bound train
Am I alive? Won`t somebody tell me The Mississippi waves, what`s it trying to sell me? Mud in the banks, but no one gets thanks when it`s tracked in through the doorway
I am home grown, sewn into these britches But I`m not spending my life digging up ditches Like my Daddy did, and his Daddy did, and his Daddy before
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