Driving down the road of guilt, the highway that never ends, taking naps in my old car, singin in guitar bars, killin time at cafe queens, and truckers playing slot machines, I meet a lot of wannabes dreaming big and living free like me      Charlie runs a produce shack, living in a van out back   selling peas and homemade surfs   cantelopes and elvis shirts bragging on future plans with whisky breath and shaky hands, I meet a lot of wannabes dreaming big and living free like me      wearing wrinkled travel clothes   to another one night show cause thats where I was born to be,   have guitar will travel light    Here today and gone tonight    playing this lifetime lottery      heres to faces i have seen    a carnival of those who dream    rodeos seeking thing    table dancers I can't name    billy t and abeline    Karaoke's all time king    and a ever six string wannabe    dreamin big and livin free like me      wearing wrinkled travel clothes to another one night show,    cause thats where i was born to be,    have guitar will travel light,    here today and gone tonight    playin this lifetime lottery      to every dreamer i have know may the luck take you home    i pray for every wannabe    dreaming big and living free like me      i pray for every wannabe dreaming big and living free      like me      living free like me      living free like me      living free like me