Today I'm livin' like a rich man's son

Tomorrow mornin' I could be a bum

It doesn't matter which direction, though

I know a woman in New Mexico



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Worse comes to worst

I'll get along

I don't know how, but sometimes

I can be strong



Oh, and if I don't have a car, I'll hitch

I got a thumb and she's a son of a bitch

I do my writing on my road guitar

And make a living at a piano bar, oh



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Lightning and thunder

Flashed across the roads we drove upon

Oh, but it's clear skies we're under

When I am together, when I sing the song



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Oh, fun ain't easy if it ain't free

Too many people got a hold on me

But I know something that they don't know

I know a woman in New Mexico



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