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.