Turn my back on the city Headed for the open road Moving around from place to place I'm a beat down won out travelling man Found my own way of living Taking what I can steal Moving the dust along the road I'm a beat down won out travelling man I'm so alone and weary The Rock old sound for years Reaching for my Shengri-La Travelling back to the city To find what I left behind behind Had my shirt all moving around I'm a beat down won out travelling man I'm so alone and weary The Rock old sound for years Reaching for my Shengri-La.