that's just me Oh baby, that's just me, yeah I'm a drifter, ooh, I'm conflicted, ooh I'm addicted to being on my own I'm a drifter who's sick and twisted
It's hard to believe You could be such a disease I no longer separate what's real Hope that fate will find me safe All my reflections laugh at me You
Do you see him coming? Did you hear that cries? Of the holy, scary drifter with fire in his eyes? Look around, he's coming back for you Feel the wind
a midnight ride Left me out in the desert on my own And now I feel alone I need a hand to help me Find my way back home I'm a drifter out on a dead
Walk away Look out now, baby won't you take me away Sittin' here sayin' its gonna be a new day Gotta get my song and I can't go wrong Gotta keep on roaming
Well Saturday night at 8 o'clock I know where I'm gonna go I'm a gonna pick my baby up And take her to the picture show Everybody in the neighborhood
Drifter, and I'm the drifter ('Cause I'm a High Plains Drifter, drifter) The High Plains Drifter, and I'm the drifter ('Cause I'm a High Plains Drifter
Who's that drifter on the side of the road on the side of the ro-o-o-oad I recognize him in a dirty old robe dirty old robe, dirty old ro-o-o-obe let'
Babylon drifter Babylon drifter, maverick Babylon drifter Too wild to possess maverick Babylon drifter Babylon drifter, maverick Babylon drifter Too wild to possess maverick Babylon drifter Babylon drifter
Take a look in your photo book I'm not there anymore I was a traveling salesman I got lost on the back roads Fell in with a crowd of drifters Sometimes
nobody knows my name Born a loser I'm beyond the law Women behind me Never can find me They can never get together What I've been here for Cos I'm a drifter
Now that old car, ain't gonna last You ride all day and I'll buy the gas The more I work, the more you spend Tell me, honey baby, when will this all end
Well it's been a year and there so much to tell Been doing alright in spite of myself Just wish I could stop feeling bad when I pray But I know I'm gonna
Cracked windshield has super glue Crumpled up cans and a beat up bag of red man chew Fix a flat, Jonny Cash box set Half a dozen parking tickets that
The world is cold but I don't care When you have flowers in your hair I see color and I hear sound And good things happen when you're around I work hard
Guess you heard I'm doin' well Struck it rich to hear some folks tell But I'm still the same old me Down on easy street You give your all to find that
Hey bartender, can I make one special request? My woman left me so tonight I'll be drinkin' your best I'm not talkin' about Single Malt, Scotch, Jagermeister
I'm gonna be a modern day drifter And get out while I can Gonna trade in this life I've been livin' For a pocket full of sand And a modern day drifter