Everything’s the Same

[Verse 1]
Well, I'm goin' to Florida
I'm goin' to Maine
No matter where I roam, everything's the same
I could sketch out a plan
I could change my name
No matter where I roam, everything's the same

[Verse 2]
I've been a lock-pick
I've been a thief
I'll lie to your face and make you believe
I'll tear through your town like a hurricane
No matter where I roam, everything's the same

[Verse 3]
I killed a rounder
I killed a priest
I stole the gold right out of their teeth
I sold my soul for fortune and fame
No matter where I roam, everything's the same

[Instrumental]

[Verse 4]
Well, I'll drink your whiskey
I'll drink your beer
By this time tomorrow, I'll be anywhere but here
I'll burn down your orchard and dance in the flame
No matter where I roam, everything's the same

[Verse 5]
It's always "goodbye"
It's always "farewell"
The day I slow down would be a cold day in hell
And I'm on the run; it's a crying shame
No matter where I roam, everything's the same

[Instrumental]

[Outro]
Well, I'm on the run; it's a crying shame
No matter where I roam, everything's the same