I’m driving through a town,
No one seems to be around,
There’s a comfort in that I know
I can drive fast or slow

I’m running far from my life,
I have no children or a wife
The trouble is the drugs or drink
That’s my downfall I think

Running far running hard.
Playing games losing every turn of a card
Getting hit as no money flows
In my mind the debt just grows

So in a sleepy town no one around
I’m a drifter looking for my next trick
A way to make money quick
There must be a bar,with a fool
So I can take his money that’s my rule


Playing games playing hard
Playing winning every turn of a card
It’s my deck I know each one
But the money it didn’t come

I’m a drifter one thing on mind
The one they talk about I’m not hard to find
So when the day is done and gone
I move again moving along