Southbound - Ben Barnes, The Stay All Night Rounders

I’m headed southbound\nLong way to go down\nWhere the weather\nDon’t suit my clothes\nPolice can’t catch me\nLord, how they tried\nThey always miss me when I am passing by\nI’m passing by\nI threw all my things\nIn a vacant lot\nDown one last dollar boys\nAnd that is all I got\nWell I found all my friends\nJust so I could say goodbye\nI couldn’t hold it down, girl\nGod, how I tried\nSome got religion\nAnd they just can’t win\nWell I take to hard drinking\nAnd I push my feelings in\nI’m leaving town\nAnd all people that I know\nWell I’m drunk as hell tonight\nAnd that freight train, my home\nI’m headed southbound\nLong way to go down\nWhere the weather\nDon’t suit my clothes\nPolice can’t catch me\nLord, how they tried\nThey always miss me when I’m passing by\nI’m passing by\nRains pouring hard\nMakes those steel rails shine\nNine hundred more miles\nAnd I’ll be doing just fine\nAnd if the moon and the stars\nAre the only shelter that I know\nI guess I got this whole world\nAnd you to call my home\nYou to call my home\nYou to call my home\nYou to call my home