(Youre) gonna ride on a bus going nowhere



But always some place youve been



Gonna sleep in a bed by your lonesome



Phone your kids, cheap calls, weekends







Gonna eat just what you are given



And always be right on time to leave



cause this heres a bus going nowhere



Leastways no place you aint been







So why ride it in the first place?



Aint no penitentiary



I guess the music is the reason and the key



for me



It take the blues to see







Gonna work wherever they send you



And be glad whenever they call



Gonna ride this bus going nowhere



cause to me its the place with it all







So why ride it in the first place?



Aint no penitentiary



I guess the music is the reason and the key



for me



It takes the blues to see







So why ride ..