No Cure

One, two
One, two, three, four

Lonely, longin' troubadour, I know that you've been here before
But there ain't no cure for a restless man
If you came to run from your bad reputation
And sleeping wherever you land

What state you in tonight, and did you get into a fight?
Are you more drunk than you were last week?
When I call you on the phone, you are never alone
And your jaw's sewn closed when you speak

She said, "Run down the road, go where you need to go
But I need you to understand
There ain't no home and there is no cure
For a no-good ramblin' man"

Lonely, longin' troubadour, you ain't the boy you were before
This world has truly thickened your skin
'Cause everyone you talk to acts like they walked through
Hell with you way back when

Who are you to say I can't live this way?
I was born to be a man of the night
I'm 12-foot tall and I'm livin' proof
That highway boys don't die

Said, "Run down the road, go where you need to go
But I need you to understand
There ain't no home and there is no cure
For a no-good ramblin' man"

She said, "Run down the road, go where you need to go
But I need you to understand
There ain't no home and there is no cure
For a no-good ramblin' man"