My daddy told me, looking back,
The best friend you'll have is a railroad track
So when I was 13 I said, I'm rolling on my own
And I'm leaving Missouri and I'm never coming home

And I'm lost
And I'm lost
And I'm lost at the bottom of the world
I'm handcuffed to the bishop and the barbershop liar
And I'm lost at the bottom of the world

Satchel Pudding and Lord God Mose
Sitting by the fire with a busted nose
That fresh egg yeller is too damn rare
But the white part is perfect for slicking down your hair

And I'm lost
And I'm lost
And I'm lost at the bottom of the world
I'm handcuffed to the bishop and the barbershop liar
And I'm lost at the bottom of the world

Blackjack Ruby and Nimrod Cain
The moon's the color of a coffee stain
Jesse Frank and Birdy Joe Hoaks
But who is the king of all these folks?

And I'm lost
And I'm lost
And I'm lost at the bottom of the world
I'm handcuffed to the bishop and the barbershop liar
And I'm lost at the bottom of the world

Well, I dined last night with Scarface Ron
On Tilapia fish cakes and fried black swan
Razor-weed onion and peacock squirrel
And I dreamed all night about a beautiful girl

And I'm lost
And I'm lost
And I'm lost at the bottom of the world
I'm handcuffed to the bishop and the barbershop liar
And I'm lost at the bottom of the world

Well, God's green hair is where I slept last
He balanced a diamond on a blade of grass
Now I woke me up with a cardinal bird
And when I wanna talk He hangs on every word

And I'm lost
And I'm lost
And I'm lost at the bottom of the world
I'm handcuffed to the bishop and the barbershop liar
And I'm lost at the bottom of the world
And I'm lost at the bottom of the world