Donít Mind Me Crazy

 

 

Thirty miles outside of Vegas

I started thinking Ďbout you and me

Where these dirty roads take us

Past the traces through the dreams

 

Thirty years outside bakes us

Clouds the thinking and what we see

This old Indian rattles but wonít shake us

As I pass the faceless and the free

 

I donít know whatís left to love at all

I just know whatís left for you

Iíve got the time but not the wherewithal

Just got myself

 

What can I do

On this fine day

Iím waiting for you

To have something to say

 

Donít mind me crazy

Itís taken so long to get this way

Donít mind me crazy

Donít mind me crazy

When youíre down on your knees

Your mind just prays

Donít mind me crazy Ė And donít turn me away

 

Thirty states from my last bust

I know what you think of me

The same old looser rides the same bus

But I can pass the test for agility

 

I donít know whatís left to love at all

I just know whatís left for you

Iíve got the time but not the wherewithal

Just got myself

 

What can I do

On this fine day

Iím waiting for you

To have something to say

 

Donít mind me crazy

Itís taken so long to get this way

Donít mind me crazy

Donít mind me crazy

When youíre down on your knees

Your mind just prays

Donít mind me crazy Ė And donít turn me away