Yeah, down, down in Houston, child
No, nobody in the sundown
Oh, down, down in Dallas, child
I walked down and I'm with my thumb out
Do I need somebody to make me feel like someone?

Yeah, time, there will be time, child
When all you want is to know somebody
So go, take your own way, child
Beware the times when you get alone
Knowing somebody don’t come cheap no more

And still somebody calls a tune
And they bade the fiddler play
In that raggy old way

Aw, don't mind me, gal
I just don't know myself
But I’m paid to please


Yes, oh, it's a ruin, child
Some sweet cherry blossom with the screw cap on
Ah, Vestapol is where I'm bound
Yeah, how hard is it to trust someone?
Do I need somebody to make me feel like someone?