Well, we got some miles behind us
And we got sone more to steer
And it's mighty hard 'Cause there ain't no brothels in between there and here
Over rocky roads and rivers
Trudge along this twistin'land
Just two wandering souls and a big ole dummy
Ridin' on a magic hand
I'm making my way
I'm making my way
From the top of this shitty mountain
To the bottom of this god damn bay
I'm making my way
I'm making my way
And I'd rather be ballin',but instead h I'm hauling his ass for another day
I'm making my way
I'm making my way