Under The Bridge

Under the Bridge - Merle Haggard

I lost my job in Saginaw

Working on the railroad

After twenty years

They just put me on the side

Now I'm hungry in the street

With no place to hang my hat

And nothin' but an empty dream to ride

But under the bridge

I can make believe

I'm living in a castle

Under the bridge my baby and me

And I can pretend that

I'm a king and this is my kingdom

Under the bridge making believe

Hey the doors are always open

To any old weary traveler

And you'll find some great

Grub feeding here below

Any old bridge can be a palace

Call it what you want to

It's a place to be

When you got no place to go

Under the bridge

I can make believe I'm living in a castle

Under the bridge my baby and me

And I can pretend I'm a king

This is my kingdom

Under the bridge making believe

Hey under the bridge making believe