I see you look me over, feel the weight of your stare
Now I know how it feels to be judged in a glance
Four chords and a voice of a good man fallen from grace
If you ain't got a penny, gonna sing you this song for free, yeah
Not long ago I was bitten by the truth
A long shot from bein' a star
No pity for me, mister, I'm proud to be a drifter
And I use this six-string like an archer wields his bow
A long shot from bein' a star
I only know that the rivers of the soul
I thank the Lord above for the gift He's given me
You know it really don't matter who you think you are
For me and my Homeless Guitar
You know the times ain't been easy
A long shot from bein' a star
For me and my Homeless Guitar
Find another highway, hitch another ride
You know the times ain't been easy
Four chords and a voice of a good man fallen from grace
I'm richer than most men, got a friend in my six-string
No, no, no, no
I'm sendin' you a message but you act like you don't care
Three songs for a quarter each time I open my case
We're the same under God
Now I start each mornin' with the sunlight by my side
Three songs for a quarter each time I open my case
I see a ripple, a crack in your facade
Stripped of your pride and your passion
You know the times ain't been easy
I believe when the arrow finds its mark, it pierces the soul
Oh, you know the times ain't been easy
In a world where trust ain't got no guarantee
Run deeper than birthright or fashion
I believe when the arrow finds its mark, it pierces the soul
No pity for me, mister, I'm proud to be a drifter
Oh, I use these six-strings like an archer wields his bow
For me and my Homeless Guitar
Four chords and a voice of a good man fallen from grace
Three songs for a quarter each time I open my case
Some folks spend their whole life pretending
No pity for me, mister, I'm proud to be a drifter
