Текст: Dwight Yoakam. A Long Way Home. Same Fool.

I'm just the same fool, the old fool
The one fool, that you won't fool no more
'Least not the way that you fooled
The last fool you fooled before

So let the next fool, the new fool
Be a fool, that you will fool for sure
Just know that this fool, won't be fooled
Like all those other fools no more

Go find some real fool, no near fool
The kind of fool, that knows what fools are for
That'll give your foolin' heart, those foolish thrills
It won't stand a chance to ignore

They'll be a fine fool, a flat blind fool
A sort of fool, with not a clue about what's in store
Doing every fool-filled thing you need him to
For however long it is that fools endure

You might be finding a little lately
That I've been a greatly changing man
You don't seem worried, so I'm encouraged
This won't discourage all you other plans

I'm just the same fool, the old fool
The one fool, that you won't fool no more
'Least not the way that you fooled the last fool you fooled before
No, not the way that you fooled all those other fools no more