Chatham County Line NOWHERE TO SLEEP I have nowhere to sleep tonight, not a place to lay my head If I don’t get near some kindling dear, Somebody’s gonna find me dead Now when I left you baby I thought my life would turn But ever since that day this heart just burns, burns, burns I’m trying to make my way back to you, but honey I’ve lost my way Can’t even find me a place to stay I’ve wandered coast to coast, trying to earn my keep But a couple bucks a day don’t buy this rambler a place to sleep And that old man Winter, he’s keeping me on the roam Never to find my home I was keeping myself warm on a park bench with the local press When I saw your picture in the Socials in a long white dress You’ve found another man, with whom you could raise a tent I’m just trying to raise my rent