Heading down the back turnpike
Signposts are pointing west
Fell into the lonely dustpipe
Hope my pickup can stand the test
But I´m doing all right now
Rolling down the dustpipe

Rolling down the dustpipe now
Got a ten dollar bill in my jeans
Because there ain´t no room for a Kosher cowboy
In a town like New Orleans
But I´m doing all right now
Rolling down the dustpipe

Guess I didn´t make it in the city
But that´s just the way that it goes
There´s a lotta lunatics, crazy ghostmen baby
Don´t like the shape of my nose
But I´m doing all right now
Rolling down the dustpipe

Rolling down the dustpipe now
Got a ten dollar bill in my jeans
Because there ain´t no room for a Kosher cowboy
In a town like New Orleans
But I´m doing all right now
Rolling down the dustpipe

Rolling down the dustpipe now
Got a ten dollar bill in my jeans
Because there ain´t no room for a Kosher cowboy
In a town like new Orleans
But I´m doing all right now
Rolling down the dustpipe