I've spent some time in the city, oh Lord, in lines and traffic jams
I've spent some time in the nitty-gritty mud of schemes and frauds and scams
I'd rather stay for all my time rambling on the road
Kicking pebbles with my shoes than ever stand in a row
I'm not a city clown, I'm leaving this sad old town
I'm not a city clown, I'm leaving this sad old town
All my time I spend it on loans, installments to the bank
Where I don't even have an account, I'll end up in the tank
Well, I don't need much to do what I want, rambling on the road
Well, I get around my shoulder, there ain't a heavy load
I'm not a city clown, I'm leaving this sad old town
I'm not a city clown, I'm leaving this sad old town
Oh, I'm not a freighty cat, but even from under my head
The view is grim and the outlook vague, I wish I was going blind
I will go with the freight train to where the railway ends
And I'll get off and find a job working with my hands
I'm not a city clown, I'm leaving this sad old town
I'm not a city clown, I'm leaving this sad old town
If you will ever see me there fiddling around
You'll see me walking without chains, I will not be bound
And you can join me any day, and you can bring your friends
Cause the land is free for you and me until the story ends
I'm not a city clown, I'm leaving this sad old town
I'm not a city clown, I'm leaving this sad old town
Oh, I'm not a city clown, I'm leaving this sad old town
I'm not a city clown, I'm leaving this sad old town