I'm gravel and stonenI'm weeds and rattlesnakesnI'm bottles and bonesnI'm a long, flat interstatennI'm brambles and thornsnI'm wild blackberry vinesnI'm traveled and wornnI'm sundown all the timennI'm wandering barefoot down her tar and gravel eroscapenI'm much obliged, stranger, much obligednI lost my bearings in her maze of veils and tattered drapesnI'm evening as the crow fliesnnI'll always be the new guynI'll always be the last of the fools in linenI'm evening as the crow fliesnI'm twilight as the last of the scarecrows crynOutsider, nobody homennI'm August at noonnI'm miles of railroadnI'm a sucker for JunenI'm a long, long time agonnI'm stranded on a Ferris wheel of yearning I don't understandnHelp me down, stranger, lend a handnI'm locked in battle with the Herculean shadownOf her once upon a fine mannnI'll always be the new guynI'll always be the last of the fools in linenI'm evening as the crow fliesnI'm twilight as the last of the scarecrows crynOutsider, you're on your ownnn