Moan your heart moan it dry
God ain't there when you look to the sky
The tree looks like a dog, barking at heaven
You've got time you've got mine
But whatcha gonna do when your life's on the line?
Jack's on the road seven years or more
San Francisco New York City
I lay my head down on this here ground
I'm on my way I'm on my way
Buddha's calling my name
& Tahoe is in my veins
The river is calling my name
& I'm on my way