Free At Last

Jackin' around that old jazz town

Was like draggin' a dried up lake

I turned every stone I could turn

And I took about all I could take

Dead soldiers lined up on the bar

Laying down in the morning sun

Thank god I've been leaving that place

Since the day I was born

You should have listened

You don't know what

You're missing now

Sometimes

Small circles a head full of smoke

I drove the loop in my '65

Thrift store shoes

The grand emporium blues

Man I'm lucky to be alive

I put my foot right through the floor

And headed south in the pouring rain

Do you remember that girl

I don't remember her name

She should have kissed me though

I know she's missing me now

Sometimes

Streamline powerglide

A box of peaches

On the passenger side

Free at last

I said great god almighty

All skate it's a blind date

A book of matches

And a big boilerplate

Free at last

I say great god almighty

I'm following a star

Over the rainbow now