ghost of travelin' jones

an empty sack of dust, or just a box of bones, call me what you will, son, my name's travelin' jones, and i search for the fire, stumbled upon with a precious desire, travelin' jones, have you seen the miles, have you smelled the whiskey and the smoke, burnin' out underneath your tires, travelin' jones, you're the travelin' jones, tell me the secrets of an endless road, it's not where you've been, son, it's what you understand, do you know the right from wrong, tell me, boy, are you an honest man, have you ever felt the fire, stumbled upon with a precious desire, have your fingers bled, boy, off sin's strings, tied to that wooden box, that you're playin' across your knee, have you ever felt the fire, stumbled upon with a precious desire, travelin' jones, i've seen the miles, i've played in every honky-tonk bar, behind that chicken wire, travelin' jones, you're the travelin' jones, tell me the secrets of an endless road, an empty sack of dust, or just a box of bones, call me what you will, son, my name's travelin' jones, and i found the fire