Sun Come Up

Sun come up in the morning

Blues round my head

I've got a troubled mind and

Plenty of time to roam

As I walk this crooked highway

Never knowin' where to go

You know the only life I know

Is bein' on the road

I've got holes in my shoes

That I fill with paper

When the sun's out they dry

And when it rains well they get

Wet but I don't cry

Because the sun don't know no difference

Between a rich man and a bum

And the only life I know

Is movin' round the sky

See him grin down at you people

I guess you don't know

What his laughter's from

But if you spend enough time on the road

Maybe you'd find out

Because the sun goes round

In an endless circle

Never knowin' the reason why

Still there's something in the path that

It traces round the sky

It's like a circle with no ending

But it's a race we all must run

And it's the same bein' a rich man or a bum