here i go down memory lane i m always sinking with the ship that way but every time i lay my eyes on that hull i slip to the bottom and i don t need nothing when you don t need nothing it s a certain type of game you play i don t need a home don t need a lover no friends around me to support each other and now i m sailing away i learn from the best how to cut the rest and then i ll take what i get and won t want for anything and now i m sailing away i don t need a home don t need a lover i ll be out on my own come hell or high water one of my girls she s living the dream out in a cabin for a dollar a day and cause that s the way she has to have it i ll send her my letters a candle and a jacket and the other s on the river she ll be out there till her dying day and cause that s the way she has to have it i ll skip each stone i won t keep it just to have it and now i m sailing away i learn from the best how to cut the rest and then i ll take what i get and won t want for anything and now i m sailing away i don t need a home don t need a lover i ll be out on my own come hell or high water here i go down memory lane i m always sinking with the ship that way but every time i lay eyes on that hull i slip to the bottom and i don t need nothing