This baggage handcuffed to my wrists i drag it everywhere i go sometimes i fight you with my fists but if i knew which way was home
Before the karma cut me loose would bring me whisky and my water sometimes i get the blues though i know i shouldnt oughta thats where i`d go
Run down ghost trail, no chance of love no sign of life, just wild dogs howlin in the night oh thats what i like
Before the karma cut me free im sick of my own company sometimes i miss the boat most times i miss my home thats where i`d go if i new which way was home
Run down ghost trail, no chance of love no sign of life just wild dogs howlin` in the night
Hear `em howl
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