Crazy Again-Roger Creager

There's a long line of freedom Passed down in my name Like rum and rye whiskey It runs through my veins The wayfaring soles Of the sage and the sea The cowboys, sailors and me Well, no jail and no woman Can hold me for long They'll wake in the morning And I'll be gone And some things in this world Were meant to be free Like cowboys, sailors and me Yeah, but I ran off with a circus Chasing my insanity There's ports and harbors and oceans That I've never seen Hey, but I'm out here doing what I love So tonight when you're down on your knees Would you say a prayer for cowboys And sailors and sad guitar players like me Now this path that I've chosen It never seems to end And I know this highway Like the back of my hand So I trade my living For all these songs that I sing 'Bout cowboys and sailors and me Yeah, but I ran off with a circus I'm free as a lone tumbleweed And there's places and wide open spaces That I've never seen Hey, but I'm out here doing what I love So tonight when you're down on your knees Would you say a prayer for cowboys And sailors and sad guitar players like me 'Cause I make my living Singing songs about women And cowboys and sailors and me 'Cause I make my living Singing songs about