Twenty Bill

Feel like a twenty bill
Stony drunk and built to spill
Out on the roadway
Like i feel

Got a few of bucks for gas
Spent the rest on rest
and Roll it up to
Keep it real

Stowed away on slow ships
Left behind on roadtrips
Trains lost somewhere
Seeking a meal

Haggard memories of embrace
My boots in your suitcase
and Somehow is comes back
back to your smile

So paint me up in Crayola hues
Aquamarine and rusted patina blue
If i could be someone else
I’d choose
Coeur du bois or you