The Wanderer

I went out walking through the streets paved with gold Lifted some stones, saw the skin and bones Of a city without a soul I went out walking under an atomic sky Where the ground won't turn and the rain it burns Like the tears when I said goodbye Yeah, I went with nothing Nothing but the thought of you I went wandering I went drifting through the capitals of tin Where men can't walk or freely talk And sons turn their fathers in I stopped outside a church house where the citizens like to sit They say they want the kingdom But they don't want God in it I went out riding, down that ol' eight lane I pa*sed by a thousand signs Looking for my own name I went with nothing But the thought you'd be there too Looking for you I went out there in search of experience To taste and to touch and to feel's as much As a man can before he repents I went out searching, looking for one good man A spirit who would not bend or break Who could sit at his father's right hand I went out walking with a bible and a gun The word of God lay heavy on my heart I was sure, I was the one Now Jesus, don't you wait up, Jesus, I'll be home soon Yeah, I went out for the papers Told her I'd be back by noon Yeah, I left with nothing But the thought you'd be there too Looking for you Yeah, I left with nothing Nothing but the thought of you I went wandering