E5 
Folks like me, they're always moving 
            B5                 E5 
It seems to be the only way to stay 
                       E5 
There ain't nothin too strange or too confusing 
               B5                   E5   
It's better to change a little everyday  
           E5 
Some folks travel, some folks settle 
           B5                 E5 
Some folks own and some folks rent 
           E5 
Some folks marry, some just stay single 
          B5                      E5 
Everybody wonders where the money went 


                 E5 
I don't wanna to live like a big shot rich man 
                 B5                  E5 
I don't wanna to live like a branded slave 
               E5 
I just want to give some land to my children 
        B5                   E5 
So they won't have to buy my grave  
 
 
I want to go back to California 
I want to be in that state once more 
When the floods come in and the quakes are over 
I hope I'm not sittin' on the ocean floor 
Gonna be with my friends back in Oklahoma 
Gonna settle down on a piece of ground 
I'll have 100 wives and a mess of puppies 
I could live my life, like a natural hound 
 
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Gonna roll me a reefer, seven foot long 
Smoke that reefer, I got turned on 
I hocked a tape deck made in Hong Kong 
I bought some more reefer, now my money's gone 
 
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