Hand me down my old ball and chain
It's worth the weight if I never have to see you again
I'm running late but at least I'm running

I've been down this road a time or two
Nothing has changed but that's nothing new
I'm wearing holes in the soles of my brand new walking shoes
Watch me while I make my getaway

If you see me by the side of the road
No time to talk no time to take
Just give me a wave or a nod
I ain't hitching ride I am waving you on
Go on now, make your getaway