Im A Drifter
Im a drifter, a driftin drifter
Got no place to call my home no more
Im a wanderer, a wandering wanderer
Got no one to call my own no more
Got no strings to tie me down
Got no cause to hang around
What difference does it make which way I go
Got an empty feelin down inside
Still I need to stay alive
And who can tell what waits beyond this road
Im a drifter, a driftin drifter
Got no one to call my own no more
Got no strings to tie me down
Got no cause to hang around
What difference does it make which way I go
Got an empty feelin deep inside
Still I need to stay alive
Who can tell what waits beyond this road
Im a drifter, a driftin drifter
Got no one to call my own no more
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Got no place to call my home no more
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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Drifter In The Dark
Do you ever walk alone?
Like a drifter in the dark
Seeking out what isnt there
Looking only for a spark
From a girl whos all alone
Maybe shes a-driftin too
Like a shadow in the night
Waitin just to meet with you
And then perhaps in love youll stay
Or fall and go your separate ways
Still searchin for a spark
Like a drifter in the dark
Doodn doo doo doodn doo (da da da da da) [8x]
(repeat first verse)
Like a drifter in the dark [4x]
song performed by by Ween
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The Drifter
The wolf was not too keen to mix,
A drifter, nothing more...
And his own company he picks,
As if he knows the score...
Responsibilities dismissed,
Discarded out-of-hand,
They could not help him to exist
In water or on land...
He checks the water carefully,
Avoiding pain and strife,
As if he wanted certainty
Through each day of his life...
On his own a hundred rainbows,
On Earth, beneath the sky,
The drifter chose this path he goes,
No family nearby...
He drifts just like the sun by day
And like the moon at night,
Alone, yet choosing come what may,
No conscience as a guide...
To him, life is no funfair ride,
No easy path to stroll...
The drifter has no sense of pride...
The drifter has no soul...
poem by Denis Martindale
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The Drifter
Written by: neil diamond
Well, I am the drifter
I walk the highways
I cross the river
That rolls on forgotten
I sing for the living
Live for the trying
But whats it about
If you got to be trying alone
And Im the dreamer
Who climbed the mountain
Who saw forever
Across the ocean
But you found me waiting
And knew that I would
Be lost forever
I kept on trying alone
They call me the drifter
And I walk the highways
I crossed every river
That rolled on forgotten
Id sing for the living
But inside was dying
cause whats it about
If you got to be trying alone
Well, Im the drifter
Who solved the answer
And when I found you
I knew for ever
Would be for ever
And not for some time
And youd be mine
Wont have to be trying alone
Now I sing like a dreamer
And I walk like Im flying
I looked in your eyes
There was no use denying
You cared for that moment
And I knew the answer
I came for a while
And I stayed for the rest of my life
I came for a while
And I stayed for the rest of my life
I came for a while
And I stayed for the rest of my life
Well, I was the drifter
And I walked the highways
I crossed every river
That rolled on forgotten
I sang for the living
And lived for the trying
I came for a while
And I stayed for the rest of my life
song performed by by Neil Diamond
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Smoke Along The Track
(alan rose)
One day the train was passin
I caught it comin by
To look this old world over under gods blue sky
My darlin stood there weepin as I was looking back
I kissed my baby cryin in the smoke along the track
Goodbye so long until I come back home
Youll be my dream
Goodbye so long, theres lots of places that Ive never seen
Ill always be a drifter but Ill be driftin back
To where I left you cryin in the smoke along the track
I like to keep on goin it helps me when Im blue
I get the urge to travel thats all I want to do
I just cant settle down because I like to roam
And when I hear that whistle blow Ive gotta move along
Goodbye so long theres something down the track keeps callin me
Goodbye so long I guess thats just the way Ill always be
So when I get that feelin dont try to hold me back
Id only leave you crying in that smoke along the track
I know my baby loves me I love my baby too
But he dont understand me when Im feelin blue
And when I hear that whistle blow, I hurry home and pack
And leave my baby cryin in the smoke along the track.
Goodbye, so long, I hate to leave you, but Ive got to go
Goodbye, so long, its coming down just hear that whistle blow
Itll be here in a minute, youll wave and Ill look back
Im gonna leave you cryin in the smoke along the track.
Goodbye so long until I come back home
Youll be my dream
Goodbye so long, theres lots of places that Ive never seen
Ill always be a drifter but Ill be driftin back
To where I left you cryin in the smoke along the track
To where I left you cryin in the smoke along the track
song performed by by Emmylou Harris
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Driftin'
Driftin
Driftin away
I got myself a mansion
And I gave it away
Its not the world thats heavy
Its just the things that you say
But Im driftin
Driftin away
Driftin
Driftin
Driftin along
I read myself the worries
And the worries were gone
I can run when I want to
And I sleep like a dog
Im just driftin
Driftin along
The suit-coats say
There is money to be made
They get so damn excited
But I guess its their way
My road it may be lonely
Just because its not paved
Its good for driftin
Driftin away
Aw the suit-coats say
There is money to be made
They get so damn excited
Nothing gets in their way
My road it may be lonely
Just because its not paved
Its good for driftin
Driftin away
Driftin
Driftin
Driftin uh-huh
I feel like going back there
But never for long
I sometimes wonder if they know that Im gone
Im just driftin
Driftin along
Driftin
Driftin along
Driftin
Driftin
song performed by by Pearl Jam
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Soul Drifter
Written by lindsey buckingham
Im a soul drifter
And Im out of this town
Aint no use hangin? round
You see
My heart was broken
My part was spoken
Now the ground has opened
All around me
Im a soul lifter
And its out of my hands
So its off to other lands
You see
Its a new dawn
So its so long
For the soul lifter
The soul drifter
Thats me
song performed by by Lindsey Buckingham
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Drifters Escape
Oh, help me in my weakness,
I heard the drifter say,
As they carried him from the courtroom
And were taking him away.
My trip hasnt been a pleasant one
And my time it isnt long,
And I still do not know
What it was that Ive done wrong.
Well, the judge, he cast his robe aside,
A tear came to his eye,
You fail to understand, he said,
Why must you even try?
Outside, the crowd was stirring,
You could hear it from the door.
Inside, the judge was stepping down,
While the jury cried for more.
Oh, stop that cursed jury,
Cried the attendant and the nurse,
The trial was bad enough,
But this is ten times worse.
Just then a bolt of lightning
Struck the courthouse out of shape,
And while evrybody knelt to pray
The drifter did escape.
song performed by by Bob Dylan
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Still Searching
Im a drifter who has lost his way
And Im still searching for my dream
A wandering nomad with no home to stay
Just like a gypsy or a refugee
Lookin at another sign for another town
Wondering if Im ever gonna settle down
Or am I gonna keep on searchin till my dying day
Chorus:
Still searching, still searching, still lookin, all alone
Till I find myself a home
Still searching, still searching, just like a rolling stone
Destination still unknown
When all my energy starts letting me down
I get this feeling Ill be still wandering round
Still searching, still workin, still lookin
Until I find a way
This world is full of restless souls
Sleeping rough and living day to day
Drifters who left families wondering why they went away
Perhaps thats how I wanna be
While Im looking for some peace of mind
How can I find security?
A restless spirit who cant reach his goal
Cant find a home until Ive found my soul
Still hitchin rides and lookin for a place to go
Chorus
Still searching, still searching, still searching
Until my dying day, oh yeah
Why? yeah
Surprise, surprise
Still searching, still workin, still lookin
Until I find my way
Im a drifter who has lost his way
And Im still searching for my dream
song performed by by Kinks
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The Ride
Well I was thumbing my way from Montgomery
Had my guitar on my back
When a stranger pulled up beside me, in a antique Cadillac
He was dressed like 1950
Half drunk and hollow eyed
Said its a long walk to Nashville would you like a ride son?
Well I climbed up in the front seat
And he turned on the radio
And them sad old songs coming outta them speakers was solid country gold
Then I noticed the stranger was ghost white pale
When he asked me for a light
And I knew there was something strange about this ride
Chorus
He said drifter can you make folks cry when you play and sing
Have you paid your dues?
Can you moan the blues?
Can you bend them guitar strings?
He said boy can you make folks feel what you feel inside?
Cause if your big star bound let me warn you it's a long hard ride
He cried just south of Nashville
And he turned that car around
He said "this is where you get off boy"
'Cause I'm goin' back to Alabam'
Well I climbed outta that Cadillac
And I said mister many thanks
He said you don't have to call me mister, mister
The whole world calls me Hank
Chorus x2
He said drifter can you make folks cry when you play and sing
Have you paid your dues?
Can you moan the blues?
Can you bend them guitar strings?
He said boy can you make folks feel what you feel inside?
Cause if your big star bound let me warn you it's a long hard ride
Well if you're big star bound let me warn ya, its a long hard ride
If you're big star bound........let me warn ya
song performed by by Tim McGraw
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Driftin Too Far From Shore
I didnt know that youd be leavin
Or who you thought you were talkin to.
I figure maybe were even
Or maybe Im one up on you.
I send you all my money
Just like I did before.
I tried to reach you honey,
But youre driftin too far from shore.
Driftin too far from shore
Driftin too far from shore
Driftin too far from shore
Driftin too far from shore
I aint gonna get lost in this current,
I dont like playing cat and mouse.
No gentleman likes making love to a servant.
Especially when hes in his fathers house.
I never could guess your weight, baby,
Never needed to call you my whore.
I always thought you were straight, baby,
But youre driftin too far from shore.
Driftin too far from shore
Driftin too far from shore
Driftin too far from shore
Driftin too far from shore
Well these times and these tunnels are haunted,
The bottom of the barrel is too.
I waited years sometimes for what I wanted.
Everybody cant be as lucky as you.
Never no more do I wonder,
Why you dont never play with me any more.
At any moment you could go under,
cause youre driftin too far from shore.
Driftin too far from shore
Driftin too far from shore
Driftin too far from shore
Driftin too far from shore
You and me we had completeness,
I give you all of what I could provide
We werent on the wrong side, sweetness,
We were the wrong side.
Ive already ripped out the phones, honey.
You cant walk the streets in a war.
I can finish this alone, honey,
Youre driftin too far from shore.
song performed by by Bob Dylan
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Drifter
Im just a drifter
Ill stay until you try to tie me down
Im not a quitter, baby
Id like to stay and see the whole thing go down.
Dont try to tell me
What I gotta do to fit
Dont try to rescue me,
Im gonna go with my ship.
What about you, did I ever take a thing from you?
What about me, how do I know that your love is true?
What about you, how can I count on you to count on me?
I like to drive my car
If Ive got someplace to go
I like to feel the wheel
Put down the top and let it roll.
Dont try to fence me in,
Dont try to slow me down
Dont try to speed me up,
Or tie my feet down to the ground.
What about you, did I ever take a thing from you?
What about me, how do I know that your love is true?
What about you, how can I count on you to count on me?
Im just a drifter
Ill stay until you try to tie me down
Dont try to rescue me,
Dont try to rescue me
I like to feel the wheel,
I like to feel the wheel
I like to feel the wheel.
song performed by by Neil Young
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Once A Road
I am a road
Long ago well tread,
Those who upon me have ever travelled
Are now amongst the dead -
None anymore trod my path
Nor this way pass,
I alone every day
Continue wandering upon my way -
Once I was a road
Moving big and heavy loads,
Now merely a trail
No one recalls my tale -
But I know somewhere way out there
Miles away where few can see,
Over the hill, beyond the bend
Is a fellow drifter... looking for me -
poem by Smoky Hoss
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Home
Where is ones home,
As He passes through the corridor's of life
Is it the bed that He was born onto
Or the place, fate chose for him to die.
Where is home for the Sailor
Who sails the world upon a ship
Is home a port He has docked into
Or is home a well remembered crib.
Where youth was a friend and tomorrow a dream.
And sorrow and sadness was never seen.
Where is home for the woman
Who has had many different homes
Where is home for the drifter
Who loves nothing more to roam.
Where wishes are still alive and never to far
Where home is a dew drop, and sleep are the stars.
Where is home for the child
Who has lived many a childhood dream
Where is home for the prisoner
Who someday in life will be freed.
Home is many different things
Its a bedtime story or a childhood dream
A piece of a wall or a blushing wife
Or is it that hazy memory still never out of sight.
Home is not where you lay your bones
After a day of hardened work
Home is not even the place that you stay
When your feet have begun to hurt.
Home my friend it might not even be
The place where you currently do live
For home my friend is not just a word
But it is, where the heart is.....
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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Avoiding The Hated Enemy
I have no sediments for you.
My heart died all alone.
You became another forgotten stone that I kicked along the road.
Time to move on.
Like a drifter.
Never a constant or a steady place you can call home.
You blame me like everyone else.
Yeah, their is a reason I no longer talk to you.
Why should I come running?
When the happiness was already destroyed.
Your just not that stunning.
No not anymore.
It is something I try so hard to just avoid.
I already seen your innocence wither like a dying flower and you were just welcoming this decay.
You get so excited when everything not so okay.
You didn't love me you just loved seeing me in pain.
You call it semantics, I call it being too dramatic.
With a wish for an intentional fight.
Creating stories straight out of science fiction.
Here's your eviction written in my blood, my love.
Please leave now, vacate the premises.
I live with no regrets.
Diving into mirror so you will only see my reflection.
I can't hurt you it is no longer rejection.
It's a flat out a dead obsession.
Trust me I know better and learned my lesson.
I enjoyed some of our moments as tragic it finally became.
A question of a infection in the brain.
Was I insane?
A fool that became the man.
The man that went insane.
All for something that was never real.
An illusion just to feel.
Is that this has come to?
Is that the way has be?
Do I now envy this hated enemy?
Don't speak such blasphemy.
Just keep her away from me.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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The Homeless Heart
'I could tell you had a homeless heart, from the start, ' she said 'had been beat down in your life and left somewhere for double dead- road-side in some ravine outside Grimy Town...
I sense these things.' she said.
He said:
'Not far wrong. Now as to you I feel you been dragged through the mud, yourself experiencin' head-scratching hurts and harms, and your skiff is leeward and now adrift.' he said moving a bit closer to her, smelling of diesel, a smell she liked.
'You not far wrong, ' she said.
'And I can see your trust level dip-stick is very low. for men like me.' He said
'Very low.' she said.
'So what can man like me then offer a woman like you? And vici versa.' he said. 'Seems natural for us to powwow and cozy up, nothing carnal you understand, but understanding can come of it.'
'I don't know' she said, 'hurt and hurt added together seems to me just adds up to more pain.'
“Could be, ” he said “You could be right. But then I was always taught to believe in miracles, you? ”
“I was taught' she said 'but never got my fair share of that miracle thing I think.”
“Never too late” he said, “never too late.”
“Yeah maybe” she said, “but I would be dead of boredom waiting on all that and that ain’t enough excitement for me in this life. All my excitements have been gin soaked in wounded pride.”
'How do you go by? ” she said
“They say my name is Rory, but I am not sure.”
'Not sure? Now that is what I call a bad line and a low level of willingness to engage and commit if I ever heard.”
“Didn't say nothing about commit, ” he said.
'Just referring to this here conversation.” She said “What do you want me to give you a name? '
“You can' he said, 'and what name would you choose? '
“Don't know” she said. Maybe 'Drifter' that seems right. What do you think? '
'Ok by me he said as long as you add to 'Mr. Drifter' I got to have my respect since I don’t have my memory anymore.'
“Do tell.' she said and then took a long look at him sideways.
'No memory you say? '. she said.
'Hit on the head and left in a ravine, true.'
Anne took another long look at him and she could see he was telling the truth.
End of Chapter One
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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The Lonesome Drifter
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poem by Dorian Suchelle
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Modern Day Hobo
i've been walking this old road
for too damned long.
i know every turn,
and every sign.
i've fallen, got back up,
i know every puddle, every stone.
i've searched every alley,
i've paid the cost by time.
a modern day hobo,
a drifter, a singer, and a fool.
a friend to the end,
a crutch and a tool.
my wings are dirty,
and my heart paid the debt.
the feeling you remember,
i'm the face you forget...
i've climbed your mountains,
i've crossed your rivers.
fought your battles,
i've lost your wars.
i've been a user and a taker,
a healer and a giver.
the bandage on your wounds,
the key to your door.
a modern day hobo,
a drifter, a singer, and a fool.
a friend to the end,
a crutch and a tool.
my wings are dirty,
my heart paid the debt.
i'm the feeling you remember,
the face you forget...
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Lost Sailor
Compass card is spinning, helm is swinging to and fro
Oh, where is the dog star, oh, wheres the moon.
Youre a lost sailor, been away too long at sea.
Somedays the gales are howling, sometimes the sea is still as glass.
Oh, raise the main sail, oh, lash the mast.
Youre a lost sailor, been away too long at sea.
Now the shorelines beckon, there is a price for being free.
Theres a sea bird cryin and theres a ghost wind blowing
And its calling you, to that misty swirling sea.
Till the chains of your dreams are broken,
No place in this world you can be.
Youre a lost sailor, been away too long at sea.
Now the shorelines beckon, there is a price for being free.
You pay for being free, Ill tell ya freedom dont come easy,
Free dont always come for free,
Sometimes its hard to know what to believe in.
Where to go, who to go, where to be, who to be.
That means youre driftin.... driftin
Yeah driftin and dreamin, really goin on a dream now.
Really goin on a feelin, really goin on a feelin.
Driftin, driftin and dreamin.
Cause its a place youve never been
Maybe a place youve never seen now
You can hear them callin on the wind
Driftin and dreamin, driftin and dreamin.
Really goin on a dream now, really goin on a dream now,
Really goin on a dream now.
song performed by by Grateful Dead
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A Place called Home
A home is a place
where everyone goes
for holidays, birthdays
or just to be alone
A home is a place
where you can sort things out
a home is a place
where you can go hang out
Some people don't have
a place to call home
they don't have anything
to call their own
Do you have a place
to call your own
do you have a place
that I call...home.
poem by Marvina Stedge
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I'm a drifter and an outsider. There's not one single environment I can totally belong to. My cultural roots are something illusive.
quote by Ang Lee
Submitted by Veronica Serbanoiu
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