From the album Natural Disasters

Lyrics

Blue-eyed Wanderer

I keep getting caught on barbed wire thoughts
Of old girlfriends and wrong things I've said
Turned the map upside down blacked out and came around
In strangers' and hospital beds
But I always mind my manners
And I don't mind biding time
In plans best laid and errors made
Regrets are there to find

I'm not the last of the blue-eyed wanderers
Though tonight I walk alone
And wear the hat that's holding down
The fact I'll soon be gone
I pray you'll raise a glass and carry on

I'm cleaning wounds in hotel rooms
Leaving lost love and blood-stained sheets
There are habits I can't break and measures I should take
To be the man mama hoped I'd be
Now it's always "please and thank you"
Even when I'm eating crow
Wells was right when he wrote that line
Losers are last to know

I'm not the last of the blue-eyed wanderers
Though tonight I walk alone
And wear the hat that's holding down
The fact I'll soon be gone
I pray you'll raise a glass and carry on

Pete's out climbing rocks in Colorado
Porter he's got three years in the ground
She said come home I guess I oughta
Stop this running town to town
At seventeen that pen felt awful mighty
By twenty-eight I'd sharpened up my spear
And at it's point watched the ones I've loved
Fall victim more each year

I'm not the last of the blue-eyed wanderers
Though tonight I walk alone
And wear the hat that's holding down
The fact I'll soon be gone
I pray you'll raise a glass and carry on
Carry on