gorman writer/vox/guitar/
Lyrics
the denver night smells so sweet
dirty bars and bums on larrimer street
the madman's home when he was a kid
out to frisco so cool by the bay
i'm the man at night a thief by day
the ancient jazzman blows his lid
on the road with kerouac
wind in my sails the miles at my back
riding around in my automobile
doing fine but i'm losing my mind
the swan's going to get me from behind
riding around in my automobile
sage gets his fix down in new orleans
dirty streets covered by stray cat scenes
a dim lamp in a dark corner is his throne
drive through texas all day and night
picking up strangers cause the money's so tight
the girl next to me is so sad and alone
on the road with kerouac
wind in my sails the miles at my back
riding around in my automobile
doing fine but i'm losing my mind
the swan's going to get me from behind
riding around in my automobile
down south we got mugged by bugs
danced with beauties on mexican rugs
desert in the morning tea in the afternoon
the madman left in some cold cold sweats
woke up delerious with my mind in a mess
i dreamed i was born in a mayan tomb
on the road with kerouac
wind in my sails the miles at my back
riding around in my automobile
doing fine but i'm losing my lines
the swan's going to get me from behind
riding around in my automobile
on the road with kerouac
wind in my sails the miles at my back
riding around in my automobile
riding around in my automobile
riding around in my automobile