City Clown
I've spent some time in the city, oh lord
In lines and traffic jams
I've spent time in the nitty gritty mud
Schemes and frauds and scams
I rather would stay for all my time
Rambling on the road
Kicking pebbles with my shoes
And never stand in a row
No I am not a city clown
I'm leaving this sad old town
All my dime I spent it on loan
Installments to the bank
Where I don't even have an account
I'll end up in the tank
Well I don't need much to do what I want
Rambling on the road
With a guitar on my shoulder
That ain't a heavy load
No I am not a city clown
I'm leaving this sad old town
No I am not a fraidy cat
But here from under my hat
The view is grim and the outlook vague
I wish I was going blind
I will go with a freight train
To where the railway ends
I'll get off and find a job
Working with my hands
:No I am not a city clown
I'm leaving this sad old town:
If you will ever see me there
Fiddling around
You'll see me walking without chains
I will not be bound
And you can join me any day
And you can bring your friends
Cuz the land is free for you and me
Until the story ends
No I am not a city clown
I'm leaving this sad old town
Writer/s: Steinar Raknes
