Text: Old Crow Medicine Show. Tennessee Pusher. Crazy Eyes.

I'm just a weary soul, I got nowhere to go
Where I can ease my mind, oh where can peace I find?
I have a troubled mind, worried all the time
They call me crazy eyes, 'cause I can't keep from cryin'

I've walked the longest mile for the darkest while
And it kills my heart to see my people down
They call me crazy eyes, I have a troubled mind
And a cardboard sign and a jug of wine

But i'll be alri-i-ight, if I can make it through the niiii-ii-ii-ight

Say can you spare some change, i'm not the dangerous type
Just a hard-hit friend with an empty pipe
And when the morning comes, I struggle in the light
But i'll be alright, if I can just get high

'Cause i'll be - al - ri-i-ight, if I can just - get - hiiii-ii--ii-igh

Take a look at my crazy ey-ey-ey-eyes
Mama say if i'll be alri-i-i-ight
Ooooooooooh, Ooooooo-oo-oo-oooh
Take a look at my crazy ey-ey-eyes
Mama say if i'll be alri-i-ight
Heeeeeeey, heeeeeeeeey-e-e-heeey

I'm just a weary soul, I got nowhere to go
Where I can ease my mind, oh where can peace I find?
I have a troubled mind, worried all the time
They call me crazy eyes...
...'cause I can't keep from cryin'