Out of work I'm not facing home Leaving state Parts of me already gone Send you mine Once I've earned a few Cities call Not sure if they'll ever do And I'm on the roadway Facing heaven one way Turn around and work it out Darling what I'm headed for Some went in Same as other times across the yard And took what once was mine And some went in Same as other times Across the yard And took what once was mine But I'm on the roadway Facing heaven one way Turn around and work it out Darling what I'm headed for The whistle blows And every place I pa** No need here Oh for these hands to grasp For these hands to grasp