just walkin’ on the railroad
me, the ties, the rocks, the rails
get away from the pressures of so ci e t
they say it’s illegal, so what I say
so what?—sooo what?— soooooo what?—
that never stopped me from doing something before
they’re on the lookout for people like me
free spirits being free spirits
kickin’ stones in unbridled joy
hiding out and sheltering in dark tunnels
until I hear a big boy coming blasting his horn
like dizzy crossing a bridge
I’m crossing an old steel bridge rusted by time
--left to deteriorate by indifference
through golden farmlands, hello cows I say Moo—-
they watch me curiously or pay no mind
I wish I had a musical instrument
because cows love music being played to them
don’t hop a train, don’t walk on train tracks
don’t hitchhike don’t don’t don’t
old joke/// driver says “You know, your brave
I could be a serial killer
hitchhiker says “I thought of that
but what are the odds of two serial killers
being in the same car?” Hahahahaha
they’re trying to legislate all the fun out of life
or what fun there is anyway--
I’m gonna just keep walkin’
nobody’s gonna take my freedom away
enjoying the sun, rain, wind, and snow
making my way to old chicago--
dont know what I will do when I do get there
but I’ll do something —- maybe say hello
to the old lions guarding michigan avenue
