I look out my window what do I see
A million cars driving past me
I wish that I were going where they're driving to
Caught up in the muck in my lonely shoes

This city's all a bustle and I ain't been here long
I'm making a hustle and I'm singing my song
If a million more cars roll by I'll wave them on

So I'll grab those shoes and hit the road my friend
I don't know where it will lead until it ends
No time for good-bye you know we'll meet again
I don't when, we'll meet again

When my days are over and my work is through
I'm feeling like dozer and I'm ready for a few
At least I know that I can by singing the blues
And when I get hungover I can thank my lonely shoes

So I'll grab those shoes and hit the road my friend
I don't where it will lead us until it ends
No time for good-bye you know we'll meet again
We'll meet again, we'll meet again

I've got my shoes, my lonely shoes