Red Freightliner Blues (feat. The Dirtman)

I'm headed down to austin To interview for a chance To get my own Freightliner I'm gonna get it colored red I'ma buy me an old hound dog Think i'll name that puppy Fred Deadhead on up to Boston Get loaded up on bread Bring it on back here to Houston And circle around until I'm dead Bring it on back here to Houston And circle around until I'm dead Anywhere I'm going I'm working for the man Anywhere I'm headed I'm being led by his hand Anyone that sees me sees my attention's getting thin My nose is smelling tables, and my lips are on the can I made a left on Fifth and Kaufman Just as the cops came closing in They came to fit me for a coffin Saying I better make peace with all my friends They'll be back around this weekend And they'll shoot me right where I stand And I can't do nothing to change it I've been marked as a dying man And I can't do nothing to change it I've been marked as a dying man Anywhere I'm going I'm working for the man Anywhere I'm headed I'm being led by his hand Anyone that see's me sees my attention's getting thin My nose is smelling tables, and my lips are on the can Anywhere I'm going I'm working for the man Anywhere I'm headed I'm being led by his hand Anyone that see's me sees my patience is getting thin My nose is smelling tables, and my lips are on the can