Four Days Gone

I met two kind people on the road

I was parched and I was dry from the cold

I've been traveling four days and nights, sir

And I do want to thank you for the ride, sir

And the soup your wife made tasted fineIf it's all the same

I'll be on my way at the next turn

'Cause I'm three miles short from my townAnd my baby's waiting, I'm [incomprehensible] sir

After fifteen trucks and an old Ford

And the government madness, I ran away

And I hate to say, I can't tell you my name'Cause I'm four days

Said I'm four days gone into running