Songwriter

[Verse 1]
Here I sit to write a song
I hope some inspiration comes along
'Cause it would take a lot of things
That you haven't got to get me out of here

[Chorus]
'Cause there's miles and miles
Of money men and crooked styles
That I see before me

[Verse 2]
So roll and roll 'em again
I've got to save my soul
And will you take me along
If I make you another song
Of songs to sing
And I hope it brings you closer
To your kind of things
But I can set your free
If you believe in me
But if it's not to be, then tell me
And I say I don't agree

[Chorus]
Can you see, there's miles and miles
Of money men and crooked styles
That I see before me

[Verse 3]
And if I had to do it again
I think I'd go back to school
And I'd spend my life
With a fireplace and pretty wife
And a two car garage
And a tinsel mirage
Of what I want to be
But you
Can set me free
If you believe in me
But if it's got to be, then tell me
And I'll say that I agree

[Chorus]
Can you see, there's miles and miles
Of money men and crooked styles
There's miles and miles
Of money men and crooked styles
Miles and miles
(miles and miles)
There's miles and miles
Of money men and crooked styles
Miles and miles
Of money men and crooked styles
Miles and miles
There's miles and miles
Of money men and crooked styles
Miles and miles