My pocket is empty
But I don't care
I have a guitar
And it's O.K.
My bottle is empty
But I don't care
It was good whiskey
I'm drunk as hell!
I don't want to stay here
I just want to go
I have no fear
Cause i drink some rum
I can play my guitar
And people gives me money
I am happy prowler
And I feels so funny
I've got a cigarettes
And i'm glad of that's
But i'm tired
And I want to sleep
I want flight like a dove
I have a home
But I don't care
I'm rising now
Cause i'ts boring there
I don't want a job
I just want smoke weed
Never turning back
Always forward go
I saw woods and deserts
I saw Route 66
I have leave my parents
And I sent them kiss
I walk my own way
Like a lonely wolf
I've got to go
It's my prowler blues!