Straylin Street Lyrics

Straylin Street lyrics

When I was younger

I was torn and frayed and lonely

Knew I had to move

Gotta hit the road



Someday I would move and hide out

Where no one would ever catch me

'Cuz those're bound to move

Gotta hit the road



Called for the hobo but he was

No where to be found

He must be lost down

On Straylin Street



Spent all my time chasing

No where getting higher

Found out I was no where

And it hit me hard



Thought I'd jump a train

And head out for Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania

But the brakeman passed me by

'Cuz he was blind



Called for the brakeman but he was

No where to be found

He must be lost down

On Straylin Street



So can't you help, help, help a man like me

I said, can't you help, help, help a man like me

Or are you lost down

On Straylin Street?



I hit the road with my bag full of my laundry

I carried my book in my right hand

Kerouac got his words that reach for the young

And the ramble hearted



'Cuz those're bound to move

Gotta hit the road



Called for the writer but he was

No where to be found

He must be lost down

On Straylin Street