The Trespasser
getting really dark chocolate out now
riding the chicago train south
then walkin’ along the side of the road
a natural born wanderer just-a-wanderin’
a passerby passing through
stopped in at an all-night
diner
the highway cafe with the soup of the day
just the strongest cup of coffee for me
came alongside a dirty city canal
I was too tired to do any more walking
sit down and take a drink from my flask
now before I know it I’m getting hauled off to jail
for what I’m sure I don’t know (trespassing?)
where they tried to hammer some sense in me
but I’ve always been a tough nail to
drive
they let me go just before the storm came ashore
hopped a freight going west I thought it best
wheels grinding a lonely sound I can identify with
a long way from home, long way from home
walked many a road, rode many a rail to where I am
sky of pastel ahead, aquamarine behind
wind at my back for a change
long time going, seen much but nothing at all
all the world’s gone mad green
just keep moving down that road wherever it
goes
