Next Track Of Life

All the ramblers and rounders, the tramps and the grounders all ridin' these rails to catch the next track of life Well, livin' without warnin' there ain't nothin' like a Sunday mornin' when you're comin' down seven days a night Well, ridin' these highways and freeways, sleepin' in a stranger's breezeway, it don't take much for me to feel at home Just a couple good folks like you, maybe a toke or two, and some of that Alabama moonshine Well, ridin' these lines we can see, you gotta manifest your own destiny Some find the needle or a jug of wine, others are just lookin' for a better life But it's hard to see the light lookin' through a neon sign Yeah, you're better off just walkin' down the line I said it's hard to see the light lookin' through a neon sign Yeah, you're better off just walkin' down the line