I have to drive 3,000 miles to get my mail
The postman said it won't do this time
You gotta get over the county line, no fail
And I'm running out of road, I'm running out of time
My windshield's cracked, I'm drifting over the line
But I'll make it through this storm like so many times before
'Cause I know how to survive
Every minute that passes is another mile on the highway
I lost all my money to the keepers of the land,
They sure knew how to read my hand, not my way
And I'm running out of road, running out of dimes
What lies ahead I have yet to find
But I'll make it through this storm like so many times before
'Cause I know how to survive
I'm a high plains drifter in the desert of life
No matter how long I stay here, I might not get it right
But I'll try
I have to drive 3,000 miles to get my mail
The postman said it won't do this time
You gotta get over the county line, no fail
And I'm running out of road, I'm running out of time
My windshield's cracked, I'm drifting over the line
But I'll make it through this storm like so many times before
'Cause I know how to survive