Well, I've got a carved arm and a black tooth
Crippled boot and a broken heart
Stuck out here in Smiley
Oh God, I'm so alone
I will roam hobo
Come crooked down the road

I got an idiot eye and Indian hips
Conhouse lips and a wino's smile
Stuck out here in Youngstown
Killing myself slow
So I'll hitch a rattletrap boat
Come crooked down the road

I got a jacket of smoke and a charcoal lung
Dumb tongue and I'm down-at-the-heels, Joe
Stuck in Stony Mountain
Don't know which way to go
So I'll take the first morning coach
Come crooked down the road

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