Gentleman Of The Road

I could go out like pretty boy Floyd

With a crime spree three states wide

Or I could be like Bonnie Parker

Sitting shotgun next to Clyde

Women smoke and drink in a speak easy club

But I ain't got no money for them

Gonna hop on a steam freight slow but free

Leaves about two A.M.

I'm no gentleman of the road

I'm a vagabond and a thief

I'm a con man and a hustle

And I'm looking only out for me

Stock prices slump and black tuesday dumps

And wall street lays an egg

And the bank closed there doors and the white house is poor

Even rich folks gotta beg

No ones ressesion proof

No ones depression proof

We all got cut down to our knees

Let's just say I got a set of skills

That can get me anything I need