It's rye grass in the winter time and flowers in the spring
But texas in the summer is nigh on suffering
I went up on Jackson Hill In a diner I sat down
and I waved at every stranger just to move the air around.
It's the Long I Ride for the Little I gain

When I left that Brooklyn girl I never saw it through
She had silk brocaid in the bedroom and a job that paid for two
I'll get down the old guitar and see what I can find
Get a dollar off some lawyer on the # 7 line
It's the Long I Ride for the Little I gain

These New York folks will treat you kind if your wallet's in your hand
But a 6 string on your shoulder might as well be the devil's brand
They'll put themselves above you but for all their strut and brag.
I'd trade every brick on Wall Street for one Black Mountain Rag
It's th Long I Ride for the Little I gain

The road back to my childhood if I could only go
There's a little girl that stole my heart and I think she'd like to know
Yeah but the road it goes but one way and the only goal in sight
Is to make a little more in the daytime than I drink up at night.
It's the Long I Ride for the Little I gain

They say the Norfolk girls are fair and they all sing right on key
But I went down and I never found one could sing as well as me.
They say that there's a wonderous land for any good man to die
And if it's got drink and women well then I'll be surprised
It's the Long I Ride for the Little I gain