Riding herd through sun and the rain Panning for gold on the cuff We've did everything in the book I guess And a lot that they never thought up Oh Jim, Jim, so you're ridin' on ahead Well if that?s how it?s going to be Jim, Jim, I wore a tie today The

Don't look around 'Cause I'm never coming back It's high time You saw the last of me Had to change my mind You're going to change my mind You thought I was a whiner I'd forgotten where to go

La, la, la, la, la, la, la I ain't even think of leaving sometimes I ain't even think of letting go Not even sometimes 'Cause we're collectin' moments Tattoos on my mind I ain't ever thought of going nowhere I don't even see it down the road Ooh, let's

I can try to stop it, all I like Hands down I've lost this fight But I just can't hide the truth Thought I was strong, enough for you I guess I'm going down You say it's not supposed to be Tell me not to waste my time This was never up to me But if it

Going on a Californiacation She's down for the low, she'll keep it lowkey (she'll keep it lowkey) She's hot as red hot chili peppers, hot, hot, hot She's hot as red hot chili peppers Woah, she knows I'm bad, I like her though (I like her though) She's

I can't take this All my life is wreckless All our lives our dangerous But we fake our way through That's what we do I can't help this going down Sometimes things get in the way My thoughts I cannot convey

Shall I write or phone from Paris or Rome Even though you're tryin' to hold me back You don't get no mail you know I'm in jail Fare thee well, my brother, please don't stand in my way I'm goin' down to that dirty town no matter what you say You fooled me

Rambling out of the wild west Leaving the towns I love best Thought I'd seen some ups and down 'Till I come into New York town People going down to the ground Building going up to the sky Wintertime in New York town The wind blowing snow around Walk

You just didn't know me I'm the hunter If travel is searching And home what's been found I'm not stopping I'm goin' hunting I'll bring back the goods But I don't know when I thought, I could organize freedom

Goodbye I'm going home There's no need for you to say you're sorry I don't care no more so don't you worry Your music's shite it keeps me up all night, up all night I hate the way that even though you know you're wrong You say you're right I hate the