II: The Road Giveth...

Well I can walk, I can walk for days
 Cross bridges and old highways
 Bare feet, achey bones, skin burnt by the sun
 No one around me but a few close friends
 No one to tell me how the worlds gonna end
 Unconcerned with the wars and the bombs we would run
 We'd find a place in history
 Carving our names in that old oak tree
 Whiskey 'round the fire now I lay me down to sleep and
 In the morning I would feel so good
 Waking up in the middle of the woods
 Legs stretched, palms up, and greeting the dawn with this song
 It goes I'll always be angry
 I'll never be sober
 I'll never grow old
 And I, I miss my home
 Sometimes but mostly I don't
 No, mostly I don't
 Well I can ride, I can ride this train
 Cross mountains and the sprawling plains
 Blowing smoke and spittin' in the wind
 And I never care what lies ahead
 These things are easier done than said
 All it takes is a step
 Oh I'll always be angry
 I'll never be sober
 I'll never grow old
 And I, I miss my home
 Sometimes but mostly I don't
 No, mostly I don't
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 So this is it at long long last
 Behold into nothing but the shadow of the past
 Well I just let the time pass
 'Cause livin' good, livin' right
 Is so much more complex than the black and the white
 And I'm not gonna waste my time
 Not gonna waste, I'm not gonna waste my life
 I'm gonna keep going
 Oh my livers just fine thanks
 This will never get old
 And I, I miss my home
 Sometimes but mostly I don't
 No, mostly I don't
 Don't
 Don't, no, no, no
 I'll always be angry
 I'll never be sober
 I'll never grow old
 And I, I miss my home
 Except when I don't
 And mostly I don't