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…

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

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

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…

From the moonlight i am born again… lying face up in the gutter of lif… I survive, i work and i die. Sin & sweat are perfect redemption… and i am never found again,