The road is hard, the road is long.

I drived too fast, the wind blow strong.

I tried to tie it down, it still flopps around.

My chair, my royal thrown. (Ay!)

It's all I got, it's not alot.

To show forty years and the fights we fought.

She paid the bill, I miss he still.

This chair is all I own. (Ay!)

Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay. (Ay!)

I suck, I suck.

I moved the big chair in the little truck.

My luck had gone away.

Big chair, little truck!

Got no TV, but I am free. (He's pretty much free)

And freedom tastes like reality. (It's reality in my mind)

When we split apart, it freeze-drive my heart.

But this chair, is mine alone. (Ay!)

I wanna stop, I'm 'bout to drop.

I'm going 85, lookout! There's a cop.

I think that I might, go to my new home by night.

I wonder, sould've phone (Hahahaha!)

I suck, I suck.

I moved the big chair in the little truck.

My luck had gone away.

Big chair, little truck!

(Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay.)

Mexican radio.

(Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay.)

Seven reststops to go.

I've got my cloths and my dignity. (Whatever)

And a big comfy symbol to share with my (?) (Aha! Whatever. Oh-ho! Ay!)

I suck, I suck.

I moved the big chair in the little truck.

My luck had gone away.

Big chair, little truck!

You know I suck, I suck.

I moved the big chair in the little truck.

A shmuck had (?) today.

Big chair, little truck!

You know I suck, I suck. (Goooal!)

I moved the big chair in the little truck.

A shmuck had (?) today.

Big chair, little truck!

(You suck. Ay!)