Slaid Cleaves - Tumbleweed Stew lyrics

I work as a hand in San Saba Fences and windmills to mend I been out on a crew, eating tumbleweed stew Three weeks in the rain and the wind I got mud on my boots and blood on my money And I'm looking to head into town But as soon as my truck rounds the corner That old deputy is staring me down Where can a good man go crazy? Where can a cowboy get stoned? If I get a wild hair, and go off on a tear I'm liable to end up alone Nobody wants to run with me now But I'm restless down to the bone Where can a good man go crazy? Where can a cowboy get stoned? Old man, are you listening? 'Cause I'm down here, asking you I know you made me this way So what do you expect me to do? I drove out of town with my paycheck Bad snake blood running through my veins Hooked up with a truckload of illegals And a pocket full of c**aine We had us some fun, now I'm on the run And I won't be coming back soon Just me and some rangy coyotes Howlin' up at the cold desert moon Where can a good man go crazy? Where can a cowboy get stoned? Nobody wants me hanging around I guess I'll have to go it alone I'll have to head down to the border I guess And I don't know when I'll be back home Where can a good man go crazy? Where can a cowboy get stoned? And if I don't ever make it back You can carve this right on my tombstone Where can a good man go crazy? Where can a cowboy get stoned?