I wish I was a slave to an age-old trade
Like ridin' around on railcars and workin' long daysLord have mercy on my rough and rowdy ways
Lord have mercy on my rough and rowdy waysCall it one drink too many
Call it pride of a man
But it don't make no difference if you sit or you stand'Cause they both end in trouble and start with a grin
Yeah they both end in trouble and start with a grinWe do it over and over and over again
We do it over and over and over againOh-oh
Oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh
Oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-ohOh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-ohI know there's California, Oklahoma
And all of the places I ain't ever been to but
Down in the valley with
Whiskey rivers
These are the places you will find me hidin'
These are the places I will always go
These are the places I will always goI am on my way
I am on my way
I am on my way back to where I started
Oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-ohOh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh
(Continue in background)One more for the stars and the eyes of the walls
I saw your face, I heard you callin' outI saw your face in the crowd and you came out
Just like the sun and the moon and the stars at nightThere was a sign on the door and it reads to me
Just like the sun and the moon and the stars at nightOh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-ohOh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-ohI am on my way
I am on my way
I am on my way back to where I startedCalifornia, Oklahoma
And all of the places I ain't ever been to but
Down in the valley with
Whiskey rivers
These are the places you will find me hidin'
These are the places I will always go
These are the places I will always goSo I wish I was a slave to an age-old trade
Lord have mercy on my rough and rowdy ways
