Ask me why a rambler ain't got no home. Ask me why I sit and cry alone. I wish I knew. I wish I knew. If I knew, I'd know what to do. . Day in day out seems I'm running all on my own.
Runnin', runnin' from home. Breakin' ties that you'd grown. Catchin' dreams from the clouds. . The city sounds burn your soul. Turn your head to the cries.