Besedila: William Elliott Whitmore. Lifetime Underground.

I've played in bars and nursing homes
And train stations out west
Carnivals and backyard fun
And everywhere else in between

Bless the ones who helped the cause
And damn those hearts of stone
Couches, floors and fold-out beds
Just thankful for a place to lay my head

I miss my farm and family
The hills and the woods
I gotta girl back there who's good to me
And I'd be there right now if I could

I spent a lifetime underground
And I don't want no grave
Just throw my ashes in the field
And hope there's some soul left to save
Oh I just hope there's some soul left to save