Nothing To Lose (Green William Clark)

Walking on the rails The outskirts of town I got one more cigarette And I burn it down The freight no longer runs The gin shut down I throw caution to the wind But there's no one around Lord the highway is screaming but the truckers never stop Their bound for Amarillo, California, or Little Rock I guess I'll keep on moving, but it's a hard thing to choose Because I got nothing else to gain and I got nothing to lose I can see the lights of Lubbock Lord how they shine Oh the trains down there Their always on time If I could catch one headed south Maybe toward the coast Then I'd jump off down in Austin town Walk down the river roads Lord the highway is screaming but the truckers never stop Their bound for Amarillo, California, or Little Rock I guess I'll keep on moving, but it's a hard thing to choose Because I got nothing else to gain and I got nothing to lose