From the recording Westbound Digger (2006) ©
Lyrics
Westbound Digger lookin' for gold,
With the clothes on my back I sleep out in the cold,
I don't have an address, I don't have a phone,
My only home is within my roam,
Trace of Dixie on my breath,
Stumble in my feet from the miles I left,
My life I spend upon the road,
Gone without a trace man my soul was sold long ago,
My soul was sold to the road long ago,
To cross my bridge you don't need a toll,
Don't need to convince me of your role,
Don't waste your time puttin' on some show,
Cause there ain't a whole lot that phases me ya' know,
There ain't a whole lot that phases my ya' know,
I stopped by here thought I might settle down,
But there's been a sudden turn around,
I'm lookin' for somethin' that just ain't goin' down,
Looks like I'm gonna have to leave this town,
Looks like I'm gonna have to leave this town, down.
By: Steve Pollack