Write A Letter Home

Cigarettes are burning down to my fingers
In my motel where the smell still lingers
From the night before...
With a ten dollar whore who didn't even know my name
 
The TV says nothing nothing to me
And i feel so low in the highest degree
Like a tree with no root like a gun that don't shoot
Like a dog outside on a chain
 
And theres no use for me to sit here an moan
Many a man has been more alone
And i might feel better if i write a letter
If i write a letter home
 
Yeah i heard the news bout' that ol gang of mine
They're all getting married they're all doing fine
They're all getting older and needin' a shoulder
That's easy to lean on...
 
But as for me i'm half way to Denver
How long has it been? I just can't remember
It all starts to fade cause' the life that i've made
Is the life that i dream on...
 
And there's no use for me to sit here and moan
Many a man has been more alone
And i might feel better if i write a letter
If i write a letter home
 
Now i can't help but to be who i am
Though i've let many women slip from my hands