G D Take a silver dollar and put it in your pocket, A E Never let it slip away. G D A Always be a man, not a boy gone astray. D D/C# Bm Bm/A E A When ya get half cra-zy from the August heat D D/C# Bm Bm/A Or on a frozen, rotted road E With no one to complain to about your achin' feet. (Chorus:) A G D A You're gonna walk that endless highway, D E A Walk that high-way till you die. G D A All you children goin' my way, D E A Better tell your home-life sweet goodbye. When I see a detour up ahead, Well, I leave it far behind, Who knows what you're apt to find there. With the cost of livin, and the price of dyin', Well it look like t'me this time I wont be buyin' (Chorus) When they get a scapegoat by the throat, it's hard labour and cold beans. If ya get away real quick, You'll be eatin from the poison peanut machine. Well, I sing by night, wander by day. I'm on the road and it looks like I'm here to stay. (Chorus)