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The Drifter
Clutch
Who’s that drifter?
On the side of the road
On the side of the road
I recognize him
In a dirty old robe
Dirty old robe
Dirty old robe
Let’s go lift him wherever he goes
Wherever he goes
He goes, he goes
No more drifter on the side of the road, on the side of the road
He climbed into my big black truck
My big black truck
He poured water in a wooden cup
In a wooden cup
In a wooden cup
Evil forces
He said to me
He said to me
He said to me
Caught my good scent
And on my heels
And on my heels
I will fight them
Whenever I can
Whenever I can
I can, I can
With a smile, I will give my life and fight them on the other side
If you see a halo, at least wave as you pass by it on the road, cause that
would be the drifter
Well on his way
Well on his way
He pulled into a Flying J
A Flying J
Where we both shared a piece of pizza pie
A piece of pizza pie
A piece of pizza pie
«Where you headed?»
I asked him
I asked him
«New York City.»
He said to me
He said to me
He said to me
«If you take me,» he went on to say
He went on to say
«I will give you the map to the beyond
The map to the beyond.»
«Sounds like a good deal»
He paid the tip, we both jumped up and got back in
If you see a halo, at least wave as you pass by it on the road
We stopped to sleep in east Tennessee and he used the time to go out and eat
Did a quick jig on top of a hill
When he returned he slept for a spell
Cross Bronx Expressway at a quarter to four
Quarter to four
Quarter to four
Was a vendor selling cordless phones
Cordless phones
Cordless phones
Drifter bought one for ten dollars
Ten dollars
Ten dollars
Made a phone call
It went a little like this
It went a little like this
«On my way now, and will be there soon, and will be there soon
Bring my wet suit and my good tap shoes, and my good tap shoes
Not the old ones that hang upon the wall, hang upon the wall, but the new ones
in the silver case, in the silver case.»
Then he hung up
And chucked it out my truck
Chucked it out my truck
Central Park West
I paid a price to park
Paid a price to park
Mighty oak lodge, then he waved at me, and he waved at me
«What about the bargain?»
I yelled at him, I yelled at him
«Oh I forgot…
Go to the Poconos
Go to the Poconos»
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