I trace my line back to wichita I'm the ramblin'est man that you ever saw I'm the kind that moss never grows on, I sleep with my clothes on My shadow and me, you can't jump us Them two lanes tight like strings on a mandolin Feel like reins from a bridle on my face again I'm the kind that moss never grows on, I sleep with my clothes on Got a birthmark on my neck shaped like a compass I get up in the mornin' with my mind three different ways I got two said go, but only one said stay Got my travelin' boots on, and I'm gone Couldn't go no quicker I got as much use for you, as I do For watered down liquor There ain't never been no graveyard for my kinfolk 'Cause the ones they leave behind always been broke Even dead, the road just goes on For the ones that no moss grows on From where you pick us up, to where you dump us I get up in the mornin' with my mind three different ways I got two said go, but only one said stay Got my travelin' boots on, and I'm gone Couldn't go no quicker I got as much use for you, as I do For watered down liquor