I left home at 18 with an old flat top guitar

On my way to make myself a name

On the back streets of the city, I stood outside a bar

Pickin' my songs out in the rain

I poured my heart out while the sweat rolled down my 

cheek

I tipped my hat as folks just walked along

Didn't have a dime then, nor too much to eat

Livin' on six strings and a song.



I played in all the beer joints, every roadhouse near 

and far

I cranked it out and left ?em wanting more

But it wasn't ?til I walked up in an Alabama bar

?Til I found the sound that I'd been lookin' for

Just a couple of long haired boys, but son, they sure 

could play

We hit the road thinkin' we could do no wrong

Burning up that blacktop, in a beat up Chevrolet

Nothing but six strings and a song.




(Chorus)

Well, I'm a little bit gypsy, a little bit ramblin' man

This life I live, it keeps me movin' on

So, if your lookin' to hold me, you better do it while 

you can

?Cause I'm just here for six strings and a song.



We knocked ?em out in Houston, tore ?em up in Baton 

Rouge

Papers said we sure put on a show

Woke up in Mississippi with matchin' new tattoos

And just what it says, I still don't know

Livin' on this highway ain't no ordinary life

Everywhere I've been, I call my home

Truck stop cookin' and cheap motels and flashin' neon 

lights

But, all I really need is six strings and a song.



(Repeat Chorus)



Honey, I'm just here for six strings and a song.