1. The Drifter


He is the drifter
He left tomorrow behind
For a life on the highway
He's the traveling kind

He once had a good love
'til cruel fate intervened
So he rode toward the sunset
To find a new dream

The highways and byways
Serve as his kin
Truckstops and diners
Are family to him

Good days don't come easy
Always more lows than highs
But it's all that he has now
So he stays on and rides

And he rides slow and easy
Hoping to find
Someone to notice
Someone to be kind

And that high lonesome drifter
Has nothing to lose
'cept an old lover's memory
and his traveling blues