When I was a young man I lived in New England
I was sleeping on porches
Well ok, I guess I wasn't really sleeping
Officer, I know where we're going by the way the cuffs shine
Hell, sometimes home is any place that's dry

Any place that's dry
Any place that's dry

I was working on Main Street
Washing rich people’s dishes
Get off have some drinks with the waiters
Fall asleep under county bridges
It was cold and it was wet, I woulda sworn to you it was fine
Hell, sometimes home is any place you find

Any place you find
Any place you find

And a little bit older, I moved across the country
Running from old habits, well ok, I was running from most things
And I swear that the desert’s gonna be the end of me when I look in your eyes
Hell, sometimes I think home's wherever you die

Any place you die
Any place you die
When I was a young man I lived in New England
I was sleeping on porches
Well ok, I guess I wasn’t really sleeping
Officer, I know where we're going by the way the cuffs shine
Hell, sometimes home is any place that's dry

Any place you find
Any place you die