Hitchin’ a Ride Songtext
von Amythyst Kiah

Hey, mister, where you headed?
Are you in a hurry?
Need a lift to happy hour? Said, "Oh, no"
Do you brake for distilled spirits?
I need a break as well
The well that inebriates the guilt

Troubled times, you know I cannot lie
I′m off the wagon and I'm hitchin′ a ride

Cold turkey's gettin' stale
Tonight, I′m eatin′ crow
Fermented salmonella, poison oak, no
There's a drought at the fountain of youth
And I′m dehydrated
My tongue is swellin' up, I say

Troubled times, you know I cannot lie
I′m off the wagon and I'm hitchin′ a ride


Don't know where to go
Don't know where to go
Don′t know where to go
Don′t know where to go
Don't know where to go
Don′t know where to go

Troubled times, you know I cannot lie
Troubled times, you know I cannot lie, yeah
Troubled times, you know I cannot lie, yeah
I'm off the wagon and I′m hitchin' a ride
Hitchin′ a ride
Hitchin' a ride

Don't know where to go
Don′t know where to go
Don′t know where to go
Don't know where to go
Don′t know where to go
Don't know where to go
Don′t know where to go
Don't know where to go