Driving down the road of guilt, the highway that never ends,

taking naps in my old car, singin in guitar bars, killin time

at cafe queens, and truckers playing slot machines,

I meet a lot of wannabes dreaming big and living free like me

Charlie runs a produce shack, living in a van out back

selling peas and homemade surfs cantelopes and

elvis shirts bragging on future plans with whisky breath and shaky hands,

I meet a lot of wannabes dreaming

big and living free like me

wearing wrinkled travel clothes

to another one night show cause thats where I was born to be,

half guitar with travel light

Here today and gone tonight

playing this lifetime lottery

heres to faces i have seen

a carnival of those who dream

rodeos seeking thing

table dancers I can't name

billy t and abeline

Karaoke's all time king

and a ever six string wannabe

dreamin big and livin free like me

wearing wrinkled travel clothes to another one night show,

cause thats where i was born to be,

half guitar with travel light,

here today and gone tonight

playin this lifetime lottery

to every dreamer i have know may the luck take you home

i pray for every wannabe

dreaming big and living free like me

i pray for every wannabe dreaming big and living free

like me

living free like me

living free like me

living free like me