^GLife here in town is too damn mon^Cotonous, ^GStickin’ around at a ^Dregular job. ^GAll the time somebody ^Cbossin’ and spottin’ us, ^GWe don’t fit in on a ^Dlaborin’ ^Gjob.

^GThings here is too much ^Cprecise and persnickity. ^GSay, ‘Bo, I’d just as ^Dsoon be in j^Gail. ^GUs for the road and the ^Cwheels that go clickity, ^GClickity click on the ^Dglimmerin’ ^Grail.

^GUs for the road and the old hobo ^Cway again, ^GLoafin’ around in the wind and the ^Dsun, ^GFloppin’ at night in the soft of the ^Chay again, ^GNary a worry of ^Dwork to be ^Gdone.

^GSay, ain’t you ready to ^Cbeat it by crickity, ^GJump on a ^Cfreight and be off on the ^Gtrail, Hearin’ the noise of the ^Cwheels that go ^Gclickity, ^GClickity click on the ^Dglimmerin’ ^Grail?

^GJudges will call you a ^Cshame to ^Gsociety; ^GBrakemen will ^Dbounce you off onto the ^Gground. ^GTrampin’s no ^Ccinch, but it’s full of ^Gvariety; Here, we’re just ^Dploddin’ around and ^Garound.

^GHonest, I’m getting all ^Cfeeble and ^Grickity. ^GSay, ‘Bo, we’ll ^Dwither up sure if we ^Gstick. ^GLet’s grab a ^Crattler with wheels that go ^Gclickity, ^GClickity clickity, ^Dclickity, ^Gclick.

^GSay, are you ready to ^Cbeat it by ^Gcrickity, ^GJump on a ^Dfreight, be off on the ^Gtrail, ^GHearin’ the ^Cnoise of the wheels that go ^Gclickity, ^GClickity click on the ^Dglimmerin’ ^Grail?