Text: Grant Lee Buffalo. All That I Have.

I could lay down on green Swedish moss
Wherever my bed roll could be tossed
I could find sleep in the back of a cab

I'm all that I have

I've got a girl, a waiting for me
Just down the dock and over the sea
Until I lay my head in her lap

I'm all that I have, I'm all that I have
I'm all that I have, I'm all, I'm all, I'm all

Here the black toadstools, logs and green moss
Are sealed from the city's violet exhaust, ah
Only the sound of the thunderclap

I'm all that I have, I'm all that I have
I'm all that I have, I'm all that I have
Well, I'm all that I have