A   C#m  D


[Verse 1]
    A                    C#m    D
I own a house that I don’t sleep in
    A            C#m    D
Monday begins my weekend
    A               C#m        D         A      C#m    D
And bumper stickers mark where I have been
      A                  C#m    D
Killing vans and selling t-shirts
   A              C#m    D
Is how I describe my work
        A                  C#m    D      A           C#m    D
Along with romanticizing gluttony and sin


  A            D  C#m
  A            D  C#m


[Verse 2]
        A            C#m    D
I lead a pack of vagabonds
           A               C#m    D
We’re singing folky reggae songs
        A                C#m    D        A           C#m    D
Smoking cigars that were gutted and refilled
       A             C#m    D
Sleeping inside cheap motels
      A               C#m    D
Wondering what is that smell
           A                C#m    D           A
And if this life we love will one day get us killed
  C#m    D
I hope not!


 A            D  C#m
 A            D  C#m

[Chorus]
  A                           B   B A#
Talk is cheap and good looks fade
  A                           B   B A#
Aut the open road is here to stay
 A                           B   B A#
My life fits in a nylon sack
       A  B A  B     A
So I keep my suitcase packed


[Verse 3]
       A                C#m    D
We are free men, beholden to no one
  A                       C#m    D
A pack of road dogs pursuing the setting sun
  A                        C#m         D
A#mreatures of the evening, we ain’t listening to reason
  A                        C#m    D
You can find us at a rock club where the good weather’s in season
   A                        C#m     D      A      C#m    D
With a comped tab and trouble in our eyes
  A                        C#m    D      B
When the crowd turns up do not be surprised


[Chorus]
A                           B   B A#
Talk is cheap and good looks fade
A                           B   B A#
Aut the open road is here to stay
A                           B   B A#
My life fits in a nylon sack
 A  B A  B     A
So I keep my suitcase packed
 A  B A  B     A
I said I keep my suitcase packed