Lyrics Home In My Hand - Brinsley Schwarz

Home In My Hand

Yeah yeah, the bar is still open
I went down to the Greyhound station to catch the outbound dog
I got my ticket from the man
He said: 'Son you oughta check your bag' - I said: 'No thank you sir'
I just carry my home in my hand
Got my home in my hand and I’m travelling the land
If I meet a woman, I wanna make a one-night stand
I can move pretty quick 'cause I keep my home in my hand
I don’t know what makes me ramblin', I guess that I really don’t care
I feed one mouth and that’s my own
I’m just like trouble, you might meet me anywhere on the corner of any street
Smokin' a weed, sittin' on my home
Got my home in my hand and I’m travelling the land
If I meet a woman, I wanna make a one-night stand
I can move pretty quick 'cause I keep my home in my hand
Got my home in my hand and I’m travelling the land
If I meet a woman, I wanna make a one-night stand
I can move pretty quick 'cause I keep my home in my hand
Got my home in my hand