Deep Country Sorcerer

Whenever Johnny gets a headache he better look to the east
'Cause I’ll be coming on a red horse with stars in his teeth
She’s a mover, a down-home ruler
Stand and fight for me
She’s got a special hold on me
The darkened blue clouds drifting in the sky
Serve to hide God is from the eye
So bewarned, bare in the sun
Show you life is only just begun
Come and looked at me
I saw Johnny shake
Who that wolf could eat
Something very sweet
On the first day, a little red rider
On the second day, got a little red book
On the third day was my day
On the first day, got a red bandana
On the second day, have yourself a look
On the third day was my day
On the first day, a little red rider
On the second day, oh, you know I love you
On the third day it was my day
On the first day, a little red rider
On the second day, god, you’re so good for me
On the third day, you’re so good for me
It was my day
Jack Kerouac-o sitting on the ground
In a (?) at the hotel
Should I turn it in or leave it there?
Or should I wear and go to hell?