Hand me down my old ball and chain It's worth the weight if I never have to see you again I'm running late but at least I'm running I've been down this road a time or two Nothing has changed but that's nothing new I'm wearing holes in the soles of my brand new walking shoes Watch me while I make my getaway If you see me by the side of the road No time to talk no time to take Just give me a wave or a nod I ain't hitching ride I am waving you on Go on now, make your getaway