I'm just a thrift store cowboy
Looking for his drug store gal
I've got songs a dime a dozen
I'd trade 'em all for a fistful of pills
I've seen New York City
Been to Dallas-Fort Worth
Drank sarsaparilla in Amarillo
And I know just how much a heart can hurt
I've been looking for a home
For a place that never was
I've learned all these trains can take you
Anywhere but where you love
Some might call me a drifter
I wouldn't say that they're wrong
Some might call me a grifter
I'd just call me alone
