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