Songwriters: Van Zandt, Townes;    Where I lead me I will travel  Where I need me I will call me  I'm no fool, I'll be ready, God knows I will be  And in the meantime make a little money, buy a little mercy    Well, we met this morning, now she loves me  Say's she loves me  It must be easy, look around you  All around you    But you see the motion, you're not movin'  You don't know how to hold on  Just keep it loose, don't get excited  It'll pass before long    Now one is goin', one is stayin', one is silent, one is sayin'  Well, here's your coat, take care of yourself  I'm sorry you're leavin'  I'm a little sad, you're all I had, will you be returnin'?    The boys upstairs are gettin' hungry  You can shout in the wind about how it will be  Or you can clench your fist, shake your head and head to the country  I've no doubt about it my friend, that's where they'll find me    Ask the boys down in the gutter  Now they won't lie 'cause you don't matter  The street's just fine if you're good and blind  But it ain't where you belong    Just roll down your sleeves, pick up your money  And carry yourself home  Roll down your sleeves, pick up your money  And carry yourself home        © JTVZ MUSIC; KATIE BELLE MUSIC; WILL VAN ZANDT PUBLISHING;    these lyrics are submitted by mta_mta