An empty sack of dust   Or just a box of bones   Call me what you will, son   My name's Travelin' Jones   And I search for the fire   Stumbled upon with a precious desire      Travelin' Jones   Have you seen the miles   Have you smelled the whiskey and the smoke   Burnin' out underneath your tires   Travelin' Jones   You're the Travelin' Jones   Tell me the secrets of an endless road      It's not where you've been, son   It's what you understand   Do you know the right from wrong   Tell me, boy, are you an honest man   Have you ever felt the fire   Stumbled upon with a precious desire      Have your fingers bled, boy   Off sin's strings   Tied to that wooden box   That you're playin' across your knee   Have you ever felt the fire   Stumbled upon with a precious desire      Travelin' Jones   I've seen the miles   I've played in every honky-tonk bar   Behind that chicken wire   Travelin' Jones   You're the Travelin' Jones   Tell me the secrets of an endless road      An empty sack of dust   Or just a box of bones   Call me what you will, son   My name's Travelin' Jones   And I found the fire