Oh you wont find me in the arms of strangers
Laughing and drinking like a big parader
I don't posses the mind to over matters
Pick me up from my over coat
I've been wearing that over coat for seven years
If something don't pick me I'll disappear
And you won't find me
No you won't find me
Thumbing my way through those hip cat scenes
Waltzing my tears to a Tom Jones song
That sun come up every day
Just to show me how its done I think
Oh but I get things in my own way
When that sun goes away I drink
Drinking to the moon and the stars
All those names on the boulevard
Oh where you won't find me
And you wont find me at the pearly gates
Those boys don't make many mistakes
I'm going to keep my soul