text: My daddy told me, lookin back
  The best friend youll have is a railroad track
  So when I was 13 said, Im rollin my own
  And Im leavin Missouri and Im never comin home
  And Im lost
  And Im lost
  Im lost at the bottom of the world
  Im handcuffed to the bishop and the barbershop liar
  Im lost at the bottom of the world
  Satchel Puddin and Lord God Mose
  Sitting by the fire with a busted nose
  That fresh egg yeller is too damn rare
  But the white part is perfect for slickin down your hair
  And Im lost
  And Im lost
  Im lost at the bottom of the world
  Im handcuffed to the bishop and the barbershop liar
  Im lost at the bottom of the world
  Blackjack Ruby and Nimrod Cain
  The moons the color of a coffee stain
  Jesse Frank and Birdy Joe Hoaks
  But who is the king of all these folks?
  And Im lost
  And Im lost
  Im lost at the bottom of the world
  Im handcuffed to the bishop and the barbershop liar
  Im lost at the bottom of the world
  Well I dined last night with Scarface Ron
  On Telapia fish cakes and fried black swan
  Razorweed onion and peacock squirrel
  And I dreamed all night about a beautiful girl
  And Im lost
  And Im lost
  Im lost at the bottom of the world
  Im handcuffed to the bishop and the barbershop liar
  Im lost at the bottom of the world
  Well Gods green hair is where I slept last
  He balanced a diamond on a blade of grass
  Now I woke me up with a cardinal bird
  And when I wanna talk
  He hangs on every word
  And Im lost
  And Im lost
  Im lost at the bottom of the world
  Im handcuffed to the bishop and the barbershop liar
  Im lost at the bottom of the world