I wish I was a slave to an age-old trade Like ridin' around on railcars and workin' long days
Lord have mercy on my rough and rowdy ways Lord have mercy on my rough and rowdy ways
Call 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 grin
We do it over and over and over again We do it over and over and over again
Oh-oh Oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh
Oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh
Oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh
I 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 go
I 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-oh
Oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh
One more for the stars and their eyes in the walls I hail your face and then, I saw you standing out
I saw your face in the crowd and you came out You saw me crossing the valley and you came in
Look at the sign on the door and it reads to me Just like the grass and the sign when you walked in
Oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh
Oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh
I am on my way I am on my way I am on my way back to where I started
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 go
So I wish I was a slave to an age-old trade Lord have mercy on my rough and rowdy ways