Hey Mama
I'm going on at 9 o'clock
Athens Georgia
at the 40 Watt
That's my name
up on the marquee
Good to see then I'm gone
like a tumbleweed
Rolled- up blue jeans
greener grass
Guitar sound
out the Marshall stack
And I missed those glory days
'Cause I was born
40 years too late
Or maybe right on time
Way back never gonna
see me again
Sweet like nothing
a whisper in the wind
Rolling down a river
like a lost map dot
Mark Twain
Playing with the band
staying up till dawn
Don't know what you're feeling
till you hear it in a song
What you can't buy
is better than a pocket
full of change
Living that free way
Living that free way
We're all chasing
something real
Turnpike's playing
outside of Mobile
Birdie's working
AG for the GCA
Ellie just bought herself
a cheap Mustang
And I still play bass
Way back never gonna
see me again
Sweet like nothing
a whisper in the wind
Rolling down a river
like a lost map dot
Mark Twain
Playing with the band
staying up till dawn
Don't know what you're feeling
till you hear it in a song
What you can't buy
is better than a pocket
full of change
Living that free way
Living that free way
Way back never gonna
see me again
Sweet like nothing
a whisper in the wind
Rolling down a river
like a lost map dot
Mark Twain
Playing with the band
staying up till dawn
Don't know what you're feeling
till you hear it in a song
What you can't buy
is better than a pocket
full of change
Yeah what you can't buy
is better than a pocket
full of change
Living that free way
Living that free way
Living that free way
Living that free way