Elk City – Mysteries Unknown lyrics

Mysteries unknown, another name for your own home.
Rabbit in a hole, another nane for your poor soul.

You are.

Mysteries unknown another name for your own home. (No one to care for me)
Rabbit in a hole, better learn before you grow too old. (No electricity)

Well you are you are you are . . . wandered out so far . . . sold your gold guitar
In a pawnshop.

You are.