Dont ask why I have made up my mind
I dont need to go If it don't work
Just way too much of the same old stuff can k** you
Faster than your worth
And on this note I've been driving this boat ever since
I could reach it's bell
I've worked the docks the dams & locks
Now I'm empty as this hull
I will leave this town just the way it was found
Blood red pile of ore
I will leave whats left to my drinkin friends
Cause Im goin to Baltimore
I've watched that door
So many times before
Waiting for a lady to come in
Just another ol' salt
With his tongue hangin' out
Lookin for a gla** to fall in.