Dusty room in a cheap hotel; Broken windows and a bath from Hell. Need some money; got some blood to sell; Almost skin and bones. Find a job with a fake ID; Washing dishes for some food to eat. Who needs social security; Gonna die before I get old. I’ve been around; I’ve been around; I’ve been around; running around.

Running around; Half a tank of gas. Running around; Jesus on my dash. Running around; Sixty-seven truck. Running around; All’s I need is luck. As long as I can keep it running, I’ll keep running around.

Never stay in the same place twice; Never plan to have a fam’ly or wife. Who would ever choose this kind of a life? Always living alone. A shot of whiskey and a glass of beer; A country ballad and a quiet tear. Collect my pay and slip away from here; Don’t know where I’ll go. I’ve been around; I’ve been around; I’ve been around; running around

Running around; Half a tank of gas. Running around; Jesus on my dash. Running around; Sixty-seven truck. Running around; All’s I need is luck. As long as I can keep it running, I’ll keep running around.

Another room in another town; Another barroom and another round; Another day to be wayward bound; Like a rolling stone; Never stay in the same place twice; Never plan to have a fam’ly or wife. Who would ever choose this kind of life? Always on the road. I’ve been around; I’ve been around; I’ve been around; running around

Running around; Half a tank of gas. Running around; Jesus on my dash. Running around; Just outside Spokane. Running around; Broken oil pan. Running around; Down through Idaho. Running around; Not sure where to go. Running around; Maybe Monterey. Running around; Just a couple days. Running around; Countin’ on my truck. Running around; All I need is luck. As long as I can keep it running, I’ll keep running … around

© 2019  Myron Schreck             

BONUS TRACK — original instrumental version