Down The Dustpipe — Status Quo

( grossman )

Heading down the back turnpike, signposts are pointing west

Fell into the lonely dustpipe, hope my pick-up can stand the test

But Im doing all right now

Rolling down the dustpipe, na-na-na-na nana-na-nana-na

Rolling down the dustpipe now, got a ten dollar bill in my jeans

Because there aint no room for a kosher cowboy in a town like new orleans

But Im doing all right now

Rolling down the dustpipe, na-na-na-na nana-na-nana-na

Guess I didnt make it in the city, but thats just the way that it goes

cos theres a lotta lunatics, crazy ghostmen, baby, dont like the shape of my nose

But Im doing all right now

Rolling down the dustpipe, na-na-na-na nana-na-nana-na

Rolling down the dustpipe now, got a ten dollar bill in my jeans

Because there aint no room for a kosher cowboy in a town like new orleans

But Im doing all right now

Rolling down the dustpipe, na-na-na-na nana-na-nana-na

Rolling down the dustpipe now, got a ten dollar bill in my jeans

Because there aint no room for a kosher cowboy in a town like new orleans

But Im doing all right now..