Hitchhiking is not dead, it is barely alive, as i am walking western streets of… Despondent soul, vagrant face,

I am undaunted, with hopes to conq… There is freedom on the tip of my…

Oh, to be in love in boots, in jeans, Only interested in freedom, friends,

Destiny is my drowning water gave me life And it’s sister is my sin I cannot detach myself except to ride america’s highway

We are all of the great unwashed, hoping to live, living to die. Under the vast circuitry of god, we parade the world, penetrating e…

Now, it is time to find out how lo…