If i knew where i was going i might already be there but i dont know where i been. every town seems to look the same another year has came and went running from the yesterday looking for tomorrow let the day just pass me by looking for the anwsers open for suggestions. still the questions cloud my mind cause every winter it gets colder and every summer seems too long and every road goes on forever when your out there on your own. i met a driftin woman she was looking for the anwsers but all she had was alibis that driftin woman i could never trust her she had a pocket full of lies so one night i left her in total darkness in a hotel room in tulsa hey driftin woman wherever your driftin know i hope you find what your searching for chorus well there not be an end to this road im taking i may not find my pot of gold but theres always anoter day and theres always another beer another story to be told