Down the Road (Live)

Down The Road - Kansas (堪薩斯)

I I'm in a kind of foolish game

I try to get rich quick

But I'm going insane

The kind of freaks that

Hang out on 42nd Street

They're all pimping

Judy's and popping speed

Well

It's a game of cat and mouse

And I think it's got my soul

I think it's time for thinking

'Bout a time to roll on

Down the road so here I go

Here come Big Mike

I kinda owe him some beans well

He must be crazy

I guess that's why he's so mean

If I tell him I'm leaving

He would sure enough split my gut

'Cause he knows I sold to a sucker

And I owe Big Mike a cut

But I'll slip him a twenty dollar

Bill till I get out of town

When I hit those white lines

I'm gonna be gone like a

Greyhound down the road

Down the road yeah