Bus Story Lyrics & Chords By Hoyt Axton

Busted flat in Baton Rouge, headin' for the trains, Feelin' nearly faded as my jeans. Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained, Took us all the way to New Orleans. ...read more

A million miles our vagabond heels Clocked up beneath the clouds They're counting down to show time When we do it for real with the crowds Air miles are owing But they...read more

I pity the poor immigrant Who wishes he would've stayed home, Who uses all his power to do evil But in the end is always left so alone. That man whom with his fingers cheats ...read more

Nothing shatters nothing breaks Nothing hurts and nothing aches We've got ourselves one helluva place in my heaven Looking down at the world below a bunch of whining, fighting...read more

When my mornin' comes around, no one else will be there so I won't have to worry about what I'm supposed to say and I alone will know that I climbed that great big mountain and...read more