Suitcase in My Hand - Ry Cooder

When I was still a kitten, daddy told me, Son

There’s just one thing that you should know

As through this world you ramble and through this world you roam

Just take this little suitcase when you go

And when the evening sun goes down and you’re tired of rambling round

Just set her on the ground and climb right in

You won’t ever have to worry about the cold night wind

When you got your little suitcase in your hand

Little suitcase in my hand, I’m rolling through this land

A mansion is much too big for me

When the stars come out at night everything will be alright

'Cause I got my little suitcase in my hand

Now a hard-boiled egg’s yellow inside

There’s some in every crowd you will find

Now they’re afraid to have to do an honest day of work

So the’ll blame the workingman every time

But the harder they come, the bigger they fall

Just hold your ground and take your stand

'Cause the free and independent life’s still the best of all

When you got your little suitcase in your hand

Little suitcase in my hand, I’m rolling through this land

A mansion is much too big for me

When the stars come out at night everything will be alright

'Cause I got my little suitcase in my hand