One Day I Will Find The Right

So I Rushed Past The Pretty Girls, And The Prettiest Girls In The World Live In Des Moines.

I Promise I Shall Never Give Up, And That I'll Die Yelling & Laughing.

I'd Rather Hop Freights Around The Country And Cook My Food Out Of Tin Cans Over Wood Fires, Than Be Rich And Have A Home Or Work.

Between Incomprehensible And Incoherent Sits The Madhouse. I Am Not In The Madhouse.

Life Must Be Rich And Full Of Loving--it's No Good Otherwise, No Good At All, For Anyone.