The old man, the child
The joker runnin' wild, makin' it funny
He's of no fixed abode
When he carries the load
He'll do anything he can to make it funny
But he'll never say die
If he's livin' a lie
Pick up his hat and go
If there's reason to cry
He'll just make it a sigh
And wander on down the road
He's a natural friend
With the money to lend
Or whatever it takes to turn you on, too
He's the father, the son
He don't owe anyone
All his debts are all paid
With his confection
Then he'll wander away
With no time in his way
Pick up his hat and go
He'll never say die
If he's livin' a lie
Just wander on down the road
Wander on down the road
[guitar solo (Pete Ham)]
And he'll wander away
With no time in his way
Pick up his hat and go
He never said die
He was livin' a lie
Just wandered on down the road
Wandered on down the road
Wandered on down the road
Ahhhhh
Mmmmmmmmm
Ahhhhh.
He's the king of the road The old man, the child The joker runnin' wild, makin' it funny He's of no fixed abode When he carries the load He'll do anything he can to make it funny But he'll never say die If he's livin' a lie Pick up his hat and go If there's reason to cry He'll just make it a sigh And wander on down the road He's a natural friend With the money to lend Or whatever it takes to turn you on, too He's the father, the son He don't owe anyone All his debts are all paid With his confection Then he'll wander away With no time in his way Pick up his hat and go He'll never say die If he's livin' a lie Just wander on down the road Wander on down the road [guitar solo (Pete Ham)] And he'll wander away With no time in his way Pick up his hat and go He never said die He was livin' a lie Just wandered on down the road Wandered on down the road Wandered on down the road Ahhhhh Mmmmmmmmm Ahhhhh. Explain Request ×
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