Disappearing Ink

There's a black dog barking at a cat up a tree

On the other side of the fence

Some old gypsy telling me my destiny

And it don't even make no sense

The last time I came out this way

You know I met a pretty girl

But there's a lot of towns, a lot of places

A lot of party gowns, a lot of pretty faces

There's four winds and l'm gonna chase 'em

All around this world

All around this world

All of existence flows from a fountain pen

But it's disappearing ink and here I go again

Here I go again

The river cuts a gorge

Through the stone and the sand

And carries all our tears my dear

To some place that understands

The Lord moves mountains with his mind

Sitting at his workbench

Til the continental divide decides

To slide and give an inch

And out in the distance

There's a voice on the wind

Singing disappearing ink and here I go again

It's disappearing ink and here I go again

Here I go again

A hundred bars, a hundred women

A hundred bottles of wine

I've been a hundred places I shouldn't have been

I spent my last dollar bout a hundred times

The last time I came out this way

I met a pretty girl

But there's a lot of towns and a lot of places

A lot of wedding gowns, a lot of pretty faces

There's four winds and l'm gonna chase 'em

All around this world

All around this world

All around this world