Nothing To Lose

Walking on the rails

The outskirts of town

I got one more cigarette

and I burn it down

The freight no longer runs

The gin shut down

I throw caution to the wind

But there's no one around

Lord the highway is screaming but the truckers never stop

Their bound for Amarillo, California, or Little Rock

I guess I'll keep on moving, but it's a hard thing to choose

Because I got nothing else to gain and I got nothing to lose

I can see the lights of Lubbock

Lord how they shine

Oh the trains down there

Their always on time

If I could catch one headed south

Maybe toward the coast

Then I'd jump off down in Austin town

Walk down the river roads

Lord the highway is screaming but the truckers never stop

Their bound for Amarillo, California, or Little Rock

I guess I'll keep on moving, but it's a hard thing to choose

Because I got nothing else to gain and I got nothing to lose