Cause i'm a nomad, wandering miles from my home
unknown land, a lone man, i'm travelling alone
i'm singing for my supper, so i try to sing it sweet
cause travelling's rougher when you got nothing to eat
its empty so far, get my gear out of the car
wait for smokes and folks to start pouring in the bar
rough dudes covered in tatoos and stinking of booze,
lonely bony broads with nothing to lose
and they all wanna test drive me like a car
somewhere in their mind, they think that i'm a star,
but pardon me miss, if i speak a little coldly
but you don't really know me and i'm feelin real lonely
but hey, you know me, i can't complain
i'm just out for a laugh and i'm half insane
so come check the lyrical insights i made
and if there's a miracle, i might get paid
My home is in my heart, my head, and 10,000 houses
i've made my bed on 1000's of couches
i get into my groove and if people don't approve
i just keep it moving, cause thats just what i do
i change my location, like folks change the station
leave my nation and make some observations,
play music like remedy, get paid in memory,
rock folks steadily with rhythm and melody
they treat me like a king, i sure aint got no throne
they treat me like their kin, but this sure nuff aint my home
i'm on the gypsy tip, from the days of old
and when the stage gets lit, all i'm givin is soul
My life is destinations,
departures and arrivals,
singing my song is my struggle for survival
if you don't like change,
you might go mad,
but i wouldn't trade nothing for my life as a nomad
unknown land, a lone man, i'm travelling alone
i'm singing for my supper, so i try to sing it sweet
cause travelling's rougher when you got nothing to eat
its empty so far, get my gear out of the car
wait for smokes and folks to start pouring in the bar
rough dudes covered in tatoos and stinking of booze,
lonely bony broads with nothing to lose
and they all wanna test drive me like a car
somewhere in their mind, they think that i'm a star,
but pardon me miss, if i speak a little coldly
but you don't really know me and i'm feelin real lonely
but hey, you know me, i can't complain
i'm just out for a laugh and i'm half insane
so come check the lyrical insights i made
and if there's a miracle, i might get paid
My home is in my heart, my head, and 10,000 houses
i've made my bed on 1000's of couches
i get into my groove and if people don't approve
i just keep it moving, cause thats just what i do
i change my location, like folks change the station
leave my nation and make some observations,
play music like remedy, get paid in memory,
rock folks steadily with rhythm and melody
they treat me like a king, i sure aint got no throne
they treat me like their kin, but this sure nuff aint my home
i'm on the gypsy tip, from the days of old
and when the stage gets lit, all i'm givin is soul
My life is destinations,
departures and arrivals,
singing my song is my struggle for survival
if you don't like change,
you might go mad,
but i wouldn't trade nothing for my life as a nomad