everything's the same

i'm goin' to florida

i'm goin' to maine

no matter where i roam

everything's the same

i can sketch out a plan

change my name

no matter where i roam

everything's the same

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 town like a hurricane

no matter where i roam

everything's the same

i killed a rounder

i killed a priest

i stole the gold right out of their teeth

i've sold my soul for fortune and fame

no matter where i roam

everything's the same

i'll drink your whiskey

i'll drink your beer

by this time tomorrow

i'll be anywhere but here

burn down your orchard and dance in the flame

no matter where i roam

everything's the same

it's always goodbye"