Scared for life on the brand new banks Muddy calls, and kitchen sinks I need you like I need my hell In this world and out of myself
I keep walkin' to see the next mile Keep on praying for a stranger's smile Hand to hold and a path well-lit Door to close and a place to sit on this earth
These old feet and that old dog Look to me to make food or fall No one's searchin' so I'm not lost I don't cry for the paths I've crossed
Old mistakes in the weeds A Loup Garou behind southwest feeds I make some run oh I make some free Make no mistake, be afraid of me
I keep walkin' to see the next mile Keep on praying for a stranger's smile Hand to hold and a path well-lit Door to close and a place to sit on this earth
These old feet and that old dog Look to me to make food or fall No one's searchin' so I'm not lost I don't cry for the paths I've crossed