At just 13 I hit the open streets
Every stranger was the world I'd meet
My every sorrow in the things they cried
A wastrel wandering through a lullaby

State to state and town to town I'd go
From desert dawn to Colorado snow
Both oceans soothed away my salty aches
Thunder showing me the sound truth makes

Stormy beaches in California
Hurricane warnings in the Florida Keys
Everywhere I went the clouds were forming
And every storm I met was just like me
In my wastrel days

Starlit meadows and an Autumn sky
Lilac breezes as the clouds roll by
Life was the essence of a southern kiss
And a Dixie woman that I sometimes miss

Instrumental in my wastrel days
Were dreams of angels who'd correct my ways
But they never showed I'm uncorrected still
Wild at heart I wander where I will

Stormy beaches in California
Hurricane warnings in the Florida Keys
Everywhere I went the clouds were forming
And every storm I met was just like me
In my wastrel days

Cold Utah morning nineteen-Christmas time
And home is nothing but a dream of mine
I guess it's nothing but a good dream still
That I'd like to find but maybe I never will

Stormy beaches in California
Hurricane warnings in the Florida Keys
Everywhere I went the clouds were forming
And every storm I met was just like me
In my wastrel days