This Town

Well, I’m stuck in the back seat of a friend’s old truck

Backed up on sleep and feelin’ out of luck.

My high school sweetheart’s got my wheels stuck

Dragging my heart around

I love the people, but I hate the scene

Everyone’s talking ‘bout the same damn thing

I keep on saying that I’m gonna get clean,

Just as soon as I finish this round.

Well, I wanna see what’s over on the other side

I gotta one way ticket on a Greyhound ride

Gonna find me a job, maybe find me a bride

Just as soon as I get out of this town.

Well, the grass has grown over an old dirt road

That leads to a lover that I used to know

But that lover’s gone to where grass won’t grow

She’s New York City bound.

If I picked up and left to put it all behind

Saved up my money for another time

Buy a new suit and try to earn a new dime

Far, far away from this town.

Well, I wanna see what’s over on the other side

I gotta one way ticket on a Greyhound ride

Gonna find me a job, maybe find me a bride

Just as soon as I get out of this town.