I was nothin' but a city boy
                             My [bad word] was my only toy
                              I've been blowin' my horn
                               Since I knew I was born
                         But there ain't nobody wants to know

                                      I've been
                               Sleepin' on the sidewalk
                                Rollin' down the road
                                  I may get hungry
                           But I sure don't want to go home

                        So round the [bad word] a limousine
                          And the biggest grin I've ever seen
                           [bad word] on sonny won't you sign
                              Right along the dotted line
                           What you sayin' Are you playin'
                              Sure you don't mean me?

                               Sleepin' on the sidewalk
                                Rollin' down the road
                                  I may get hungry
                           But I sure don't wanna go home

                             (tell you what happened. . .)

                        They took me to a room without a table
                       They said "blow your [bad word] into here"
                         I played around as well as I was able
                        And soon we had the record of the year

                          I was a legend all through the land
                             I was blowin' to a million fans
                                Nothin' was a-missin' 
                             All the people want to listen
                        You'd have thought I was a happy man

                                      And I was
                               Sleepin' like a princess
                                Never touch the road
                                  I don't get hungry
                           And I sure don't want to go home
                              (have to have some fun. . .)

                      Now they tell me that I ain't so fashionable
                       An' I owe the man a million bucks a year
                       So I told 'em where to stick the fancy label
                          It's just me and the road from here

                               Back to playin' and layin'
                                I'm back on the game

                               Sleepin' on the sidewalk
                                Rollin' down the road
                                I sure get hungry and I
                               Sure do wanna go home
                                       (Yeah)