Stranger's Voice

Oh, it might be worth knowing

I only felt like showing what I could bear to let you see

When all my wild roving finally took me over

And the road started running me

I was starving with John R. Miller

Way out west in New Mexico

We were starving all the way back to Kentucky

With thousands of miles to go

You know, a man can only stay so strong so long

And you can always go back, but it don't mean that you're going home

And every stranger's voice I hear has nothing else to say

But you know your master is calling you, and you better not turn away

Oh, I heard about Jonah at the bottom of the ocean

Living in the mouth of a fish

And I need some locusts and honey

But I ain't got the money 'cause the gig ain't paying me shit

Now there's a man with graying temples and the name of a band

But he's just a guitar and a microphone stand

And nobody sees me when I pass by

On my down to the water for somewhere to hide

A man can only stay so strong so long

And you can always go back, but it don't mean that you're going home

And every stranger's voice I hear has nothing else to say

But you know your master is calling you and you better not turn away

Now when my sand's at the bottom and I'm sleeping in a coffin

Under polyester floral bouquets

They'll all go on without me and they might talk about me

But I'll never get to hear what they say

I'll be singing from 9 to forever

Up in front of some old dart board

As I face my eternal damnation

Down at the bar at the end of the world

You know, a man can only stay so strong so long

And you can always go back, but it don't mean that you're going home

You're not going home

You're not going home

You're not going home