No money in my pocket but a cigarette in my mouth No fixed destination cept some vague direction south Bedroll on my shoulder a guitar for company Some Woody Guthrie songs and the road in front of me Didn't need to hear a freight train to know Sonny Terry's harp Was an aching cry for freedom whistling in my dark A simple leap of faith that reason cant erode Grabbed my coat and my guitar and headed for the road At night my coat a pillow, I lay memorising stars Like some deserted lover my arm round my guitar Promises get broken, reason searches rhyme Conscience held to ransom, hostage to the road and time Below the lies of heaven a frightened world must spin Discerning between things you're taught with what you learned within The evening sky is fading to the colour of my jeans I am writing with my finger in the dust that falls from dreams Beyond the endless night I glimpsed infinity I shivered at the joke till rain soaked into me And woke me at the roadside just as the day was dawning Grabbed my guitar and my coat and walked into the morning