Down The Dustpipe

Heading down the back turnpike
Signposts are pointing west
Fell into the lonely dustpipe
Hope my pickup can stand the test
But I'm doing all right now
Rolling down the dustpipeRolling down the dustpipe now
Got a ten dollar bill in my jeans
Because there ain't no room for a Kosher cowboy
In a town like New Orleans
But I'm doing all right now
Rolling down the dustpipeGuess I didn't make it in the city
But that's just the way that it goes
There's a lotta lunatics, crazy ghostmen baby
Don't like the shape of my nose
But I'm doing all right now
Rolling down the dustpipeRolling down the dustpipe now
Got a ten dollar bill in my jeans
Because there ain't no room for a Kosher cowboy
In a town like New Orleans
But I'm doing all right now
Rolling down the dustpipe