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I feel like a dog chasing his tail Like I’m sailing on a sea in a stormy gale Like a seashell lost in a hurricane I have nobody but myself to blame Like I’m road kill swollen up in the sun Like my life has all came undone Like I’m an old bone on which the dog likes to chew To the end of my rope what else is to do Like an egg dropped off a ten foot wall Like I’m running when I’m trying to fall There is nowhere else left to go Like being tossed to and fro Like away from the world I want to be hid I feel bad about what I went and did Like I want to bid everyone good bye I want to smile, but I just cry Like a tornado twists about a tree That’s the way my life will be Just like a bear that wants to be fed And like a traveler that hasn’t a bed My flight is hard and my journey’s long Melancholy is my song Like a grave yard in the darkest night Don’t worry ‘bout me, I’ll be alright