Today I'm livin' like a rich man's son   Tomorrow mornin' I could be a bum   It doesn't matter which direction, though   I know a woman in New Mexico      Chorus:   Worse comes to worst   I'll get along   I don't know how, but sometimes   I can be strong      Oh, and if I don't have a car, I'll hitch   I got a thumb and she's a son of a bitch   I do my writing on my road guitar   And make a living at a piano bar, oh      Chorus      Lightning and thunder   Flashed across the roads we drove upon   Oh, but it's clear skies we're under   When I am together, when I sing the song      Chorus      Oh, fun ain't easy if it ain't free   Too many people got a hold on me   But I know something that they don't know   I know a woman in New Mexico      Chorus - Chorus - Chorus