I wish I was a slave to an age-old trade
Like ridin' around on railcars and workin' long days


Lord have mercy on my rough and rowdy ways
Lord have mercy on my rough and rowdy ways


Call it one drink too many
Call it pride of a man
But it don't make no difference if you sit or you stand


'Cause they both end in trouble and start with a grin
Yeah they both end in trouble and start with a grin


We do it over and over and over again
We do it over and over and over again


Oh-oh
Oh-oh

Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh


Oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh


Oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh

Oh-oh

I know there's California, Oklahoma

And all of the places I ain't ever been to but
Down in the valley with
Whiskey rivers

These are the places you will find me hidin'
These are the places I will always go
These are the places I will always go


I am on my way
I am on my way

I am on my way back to where I started

Oh-oh

Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh


Oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh

(Continue in background)

One more for the stars and the eyes of the walls

I hear your name...

I saw your face in the crowd and you came out

You saw me walkin'...

You got a sign on the door and it reads to me

Just like the grass and the sun and the...

Oh-oh

Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh


Oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh


I am on my way
I am on my way

I am on my way back to where I started

California, Oklahoma

And all of the places I ain't ever been to but
Down in the valley with
Whiskey rivers

These are the places you will find me hidin'
These are the places I will always go
These are the places I will always go

So I wish I was a slave to an age-old trade

Lord have mercy on my rough and rowdy ways