Hey, buddy boy
Your feet are always headin' west
Your mind is lyin' in the weeds
Your heart is stompin' in your chest
Come down off your high horse
Why don't you just give it a rest
Hey, buddy boy, hey, buddy boy

Hey, buddy boy
You just keep doin' what you do
Gonna wake up some mornin'
Won't be no one 'round you
You'll be talkin' to four walls
And one'll be talkin' back to you
Hey, buddy boy, hey, buddy boy

Hey, buddy boy
Don't care how much you know yourself
You can't think your way outta this one
You're gonna need some help

Hey, buddy boy
Now who is givin' you the slip
Love is your destination
But your always on some kinda trip

Hey, buddy boy
You think she's messin' with your head
But you better stop your ramblin'
Come home and sleep in your own bed
Before she gets tired of waitin' for ya
And someone's sleepin' there instead

Hey, buddy boy
Hey, buddy boy

Hey, buddy boy
They say the river runs up hill
You don't think you're gonna make it
Oh, but I think you will
Just forget the dreams you wasted
Forget the time you kill
Hey, buddy boy, hey, buddy boy
Hey, buddy boy, hey, buddy boy

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Writer(s): John Hiatt