The Band

I pulled in to Nazareth,
was feeling
'bout half past dead
I just need some place
where I can lay my head
"Hey mister, can you tell me
where a man
might find a bed?"
He just grinned
and shook my hand,
"No" was all he said

Take a load off, Fanny,
take a load for free
Take a load off, Fanny,
and you put the load
right on me