Down In The Valley

I wish I was a slave to an age old trade

Liking riding around on railcars and working long days

Lord have mercy on my rough and rowdy ways

Lord have mercy on my rough and rowdy ways



Call it one drink too many, call it pride of a man

It don't make no difference if you sit or you stand

Cause they both end in trouble and start with a grin

Yeah they both end in trouble and start with a grin

And do it over and over and over again

We do it over and over and over again



Oh oh

Oh oh oh

Oh oh



I know there's California, Oklahoma

And all of the places I ain't ever been to

But down in the valley with whiskey rivers

These are the places you will find me hiding

These are the places I will always I go

These are the places I will always I go

I am on my way, I am on my way

I am on my way back to where I started



Oh oh

Oh oh oh

Oh oh



One more for the stars and the eyes of the walls

I saw your face, I heard you callin' out



I saw your face in the crowd and you came out

You saw me walking



There was a sign on the door and it reads to me

Just like the grass and the sun and the water



Oh oh

Oh oh oh

Oh oh



I am on my way, I am on my way

I am on my way back to where I started

California, Oklahoma

And all of the places I ain't ever been to

Down in the valley with whiskey rivers

These are the places you will find me hiding

These are the places I will always go

These are the places I will always go



So I wish I was a slave to an age old trade

Lord have mercy on my rough and rowdy ways