Lying Under Oak

Punch your ticket, get your kicks on the early bus out Checkered paths planning a future, slowly roaming around Secretly having a fling with a single mom Hey, you're on a good one Write sometime or call sometime when you're drunk Let me put you up, put you up in the guest house We got a great couch I found sitting on the sidewalk One of these days, one day, you're really gonna need someone And things get bad with no companion to complain on Heed to the roads and the stars in the sky Lean under oaks when your legs are tired When they're tired It's all fixed, I sent your tickets but they came back I had you on the AMTRAK I thought you might like, I thought you might like that Felt so long, right or wrong, it would be so bad Just keep it on a straight path, get right back Let me know where you're at Heed to the roads and the stars in the sky Sleep under oaks if your legs get tired Heed to the roads and the stars in the sky Lean under oaks when your legs get tired When they're tired Let me put you up, put you up Let me put you up, put you up Let me put you up, put you up Let me put you up, put you up