(Bolin/Tesar). This baggage handcuffed to my wrists. I drag it everywhere i go. Sometimes i fight you with my fists. But if i knew which way was home. Before the karma cut me loose. would bring me whisky and my water. sometimes i get the blues. Though i know i shouldnt oughta. thats where i`d go. Run down ghost trail no chance of love. no sign of life just wild dogs howlin in the night. oh that's what i like. Before the karma cut me free. im sick of my own company. sometimes i miss the boat. most times i miss my home. thats where i`d go. if i new which way was home. Run down ghost trail no chance of love. no sign of life. Just wild dogs howlin' in the night. Hear `em howl.... .