On my way to Ütopya ©®™

©®™ Ütopya, that where Mojo Risin ‘s riding

Ooho whaw I got my feet flat

Walking wild sides on clair-obscure roads

See where I’m headin’? Tell me man

Cos’ me, see not’ing but smoke and mist

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My mother killed earself when I was twelve

‘nd baby love told me to go get some, elsewhere, I’was twen’y

(Now) I know where I’m goin’, westbound Ütopya

(Now I) know where I’m goin’, westbound Ütopya

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If you see me down your street, down at heel boots ‘n holey jacket

Don’t give me not’ing but whisky’s and a whore

They ain’t no pain no more

Alone like millions is the(ir) choice

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Walking wild sides on clair-obscure roads

(Now) I know where I’m goin’, westbound Ütopya

Walking wild sides on clair-obscure roads

(Now I) know where I’m goin’, westbound Ütopya

Oli W.P. the old blues man back to the bayou ©®™

this ain’t blues but it’s more than relevent, ain’t it?