Chorus:
Nowhere Road, nowhere road,
Bad luck has got me on the nowhere road.
(Repeat)
You can't make your fortune by living on the streets,
And I ain't got no future now the world has got me beat,
It don't make no difference if the sun don't never shine,
On an oven ready city day it ain't no friend of mine.
(Chorus)
There's no need to wake me I'm asleep upon my feet.
A piece of urban flotsam wedded to concrete,
Won't go walking round the block I've seen it all before,
Misery around but I don't see it any more.
(Chorus)
I hate the thought of winter cutting to the bone,
There's one thing worse than being cold, that's being cold alone,
It's been so bad a gypsy put some silver in my hand,
She looked at me with sadness and said 'I understand'.
(Chorus)
