Drivin' down, the road again
A highway, that never ends
Takin' naps, in my old car
Singin' in guitar bars
Killin' time, with cafe queens
And, truckers playin', slot machines
I, meet a lot of wannabes
Dreamin' big, and livin' free like me

Charlie runs, the Produce Shack
Livin' in a van, out back
Sellin' peas, and homemade syrup
Cantaloupes, and Elvis shirts
Braggin' on, future plans
With, whiskey breath, and shaky hands
I, meet a lot of wannabes
Dreamin' big, and livin' free like me

Wearin' wrinkled travelin' clothes
To another one-night show
'Cause that’s where I was born to be
Have guitar, will travel light
Here today, and gone tonight
Playin' this lifetime lottery

Here’s to faces I have seen
A carnival of those who dream
Rodeo’ers seekin' fame
Table dancers I can’t name
Willie T., in Abilene
Karaoke’s all-time king
And, every six string wannabe
Dreamin' big, and livin' free like me

Wearin' wrinkled travelin' clothes
To another one-night show
'Cause that’s where I was born to be
Have guitar, will travel light
Here today, and gone tonight
Playin' this lifetime lottery

To every dreamer, I have known
May, Lady Luck, take you home
I, pray for every wannabe
Dreamin' big, and livin' free like me
I pray for every wannabe
Dreamin' big, and livin' free…

Like me
Livin' free like me
Livin' free like me
Livin' free like me