When days are done Black times again Good times are over Hard times again This ain't no better than my hometown The place I left behind On the sidewalks as I move along Hitch-hiker man on the road
On the road again On the road again On the road again On the road
Came to this northern town Looking for the Promised Land Dwelt among gangster men Pusher man and preacher man Would sell his selfishness for happiness And security A place where people sell themselves Hitch-hiker man on the road