Hey, Mr D., do you want me to be A farmer, a cowhand, an old country boy? To get up in the a.m. and tend to the chore And leave all my troubles behind a locked door Laying with my lady and strummin' on my toy Oh, I know what you mean and it sounds good to me But, oh, Mr D., I'm so restless Hey, Mr L., do you want me to yell? To howl at the moon when I'm losing my grip? Without no possessions and finding myself A picture of mental and physical health But I'm still payin' dues for that Indian trip Oh, I know what you mean and it sure rings a bell But, oh, Mr L., I'm so restless Hey, Mr J., do you want me to stray? To be a bad boy a mean boy and ready to kill? Wrigglin' and slinkin' in snakeskin and black Holdin' my thumb on some chick in the sack And never say "No" if it gives me a thrill Oh, I know what you mean and I'd go all the way But, oh, Mr J., I'm so restless