In Texas I sweated like a pig.
Rolled into a small town
It was three horses big.
And under a cold-blooded sky
I feasted on crickets
And drank cactus wine.

In Texas I sweated like a sow.
Rolled into a ditch
And couldn't get out
And over the razorback plains
I rode a coyote
Through sheet-metal rain.

And I'll lay my head on the rocks and stones
With the glow-worms and the chicken bones.

In Kansas they cut me down to size
With blood on my windshield
And dust in my eyes
They told me it was for my own good
Left me naked and bleeding in Black River Wood.

In Kansas they cut me to the quick
They stoned me with stones
And struck me with sticks.
I wandered through deserts of snow
And sheltered in caves
Where the bone-thistles grow.

And I'll lay my head on the rocks and stones
With the glow-worms and the chicken bones.

In Georgia I shot down the stars
And sold them downtown
From the boot of my car.
I kidnapped the moon and the sun
Kept the whole word in darkness
While I had some fun.

And I'll lay my head on the rocks and stones
With the glow-worms and the chicken bones.
And I'll be alright, yes I'll be alright
In this beat-up, no-good, bad-blood, driftwood
Dyed-in-the-wool Deadeye town tonight.