Down the Dustpipe

Heading down the back turnpike Signposts are pointing west Fell into the lonely dustpipe Hope my pickup can stand the test But I'm doing all right now Rolling down the dustpipe Rolling down the dustpipe now Got a ten dollar bill in my jeans Because there ain't no room for a Kosher cowboy In a town like New Orleans But I'm doing all right now Rolling down the dustpipe Guess I didn't make it in the city But that's just the way that it goes There's a lotta lunatics, crazy ghostmen baby Don't like the shape of my nose But I'm doing all right now Rolling down the dustpipe Rolling down the dustpipe now Got a ten dollar bill in my jeans Because there ain't no room for a Kosher cowboy In a town like New Orleans But I'm doing all right now Rolling down the dustpipe Rolling down the dustpipe now Got a ten dollar bill in my jeans Because there ain't no room for a Kosher cowboy In a town like new Orleans But I'm doing all right now Rolling down the dustpipe