Yes I've been in new york town  I've been walking around feelin' up and down  Used to sleep in motels for few dollars a day  Hardly tryin' to find my way    Then I had to move away from new york town  Goin' west on a bus, sleeping in a bag  And got to Denver, got to Omaha, got to L.A., got to the sea and I said:    No no no no no no no Don't bury me  Ain't got no friends, ain't got no chance  Don't bury me    Well, I met a young lady so far from home  In a small mountain cabin down a hidden trail  Such a terrible day! I swear I cried when I left her  It wasn't she, it wasn't me... but ther was something wrong so I said:    No no no...     It's a real stupid story, it doesn't have any sense  But it's nice to remember some details of your life  When I met that young lady I couldn't feel it was me  Maybe it was a man I've never been, then I cried for so long so I say:    I know baby you're gonna get mad on me  But no, no don't you be sure you won't bury me