Destination Nowhere

(álbum: March Of The Bastards - 2006)

Been riding up and down
Highway five, just about a week now
Might as well keep on riding
Go on to New Orleans
Taking time for myself
The only way that I know how
Don't matter when I get there
Following 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
Coming from the bottom
So I shifted into low gear
'fo they hung an innocent man
Next time you find yourself
Rolling down in Slydale
Just tip your hat and move on,
you'll be hanging from that pole

Take me back to nowhere
Shelter me
Until they find me
Until then they'll keep searching