Now trouble didn't motivate my presence

And I don't plan on stayin' very long

Cause I don't crave the big taste of your city

I just want my guitar and my song



I'm what you might call a transient stranger

Just a foster child of yesterday

Adopted by the silence of a memory

Now if you've got a room sir then I'll pay



I just want a place to lay my body

Until I can see the face of dawn

And when that mornin' sun says it's time to run

Then I'll leave with my guitar and my song



Well I've carved my name on lots of minds and faces

With the sound of music in their ears

But I haven't found a girl who can erase it

This memory I've been singin' to for years



One night stand I play here in your city

Well that typifies the way I want to live

No sir I don't think I need your entertainment

Cause if she knew she never would forgive



So I just want a place to lay my body...