Turn my back on the city
Headed for the open road
Moving around from place to place
I'm a beat down won out travelling man
Found my own way of living
Taking what I can steal
Moving the dust along the road
I'm a beat down won out travelling man
I'm so alone and weary
The Rock old sound for years
Reaching for my Shengri-La
Travelling back to the city
To find what I left behind behind
Had my shirt all moving around
I'm a beat down won out travelling man
I'm so alone and weary
The Rock old sound for years
Reaching for my Shengri-La.
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