Almost cut my hair
It happened just the other day
It's gettin' kinda long
I coulda said it was in my way
But I didn't and I wonder why
I feel like letting my freak flag fly
Here comes the story of the Hurricane
The man the authorities came to blame
For somethin' that he never done
Put in a prison cell, but one time he coulda been
The champion of the world
I write the same old song with a few new lines
And everybody wants to cheer it
I write the same old song you heard a good few times
Admit you really want to hear it
Jenny said when she was just 5 years old
There was nothing happening at all
Every time she puts on the radio
There was nothing going down at all, not at all
Got kind of tired of packing and unpacking
Town to town, up and down the dial
Maybe you and me were never meant to be
Just maybe think of me once in a while
With so many to choose from, I don't think I can pick just one as the dumbest. Let's just say I'm lucky to be alive and I'm glad digital cameras didn't exist in my younger days. In no way whatsoever do I need an archive of my past.
Well I'm going down
Down, down, down, down, down
I'm going down
Down, down, down, down, down
I've got my head out the window
And my big feet on the ground
Muddy Waters said it, you know the blues got a soul
James Brown said it, you know the blues got a soul
Well the blues had a baby, and they named the baby Rock & Roll
And you may find yourself living in a shotgun shack
And you may find yourself in another part of the world
And you may find yourself behind the wheel of a large automobile
And you may find yourself in a beautiful house, with a beautiful wife
And you may ask yourself, "Well, how did I get here?"