Don’t Mind Me Crazy

Thirty miles outside of Vegas

I started thinking ‘bout 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 won’t shake us

As I pass the faceless and the free

I don’t know what’s left to love at all

I just know what’s left for you

I’ve got the time but not the wherewithal

Just got myself

What can I do

On this fine day

I’m waiting for you

To have something to say

Don’t mind me crazy

It’s taken so long to get this way

Don’t mind me crazy

Don’t mind me crazy

When you’re down on your knees

Your mind just prays

Don’t mind me crazy – And don’t 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 don’t know what’s left to love at all

I just know what’s left for you

I’ve got the time but not the wherewithal

Just got myself

What can I do

On this fine day

I’m waiting for you

To have something to say

Don’t mind me crazy

It’s taken so long to get this way

Don’t mind me crazy

Don’t mind me crazy

When you’re down on your knees

Your mind just prays

Don’t mind me crazy – And don’t turn me away