Let's trade this town for the open road
Pack it up its time to go
The wonderlust has taken me
To where the freight trains roam
And the air is free

We'll drink
And we'll drift
And we'll dream
And never look back down the road
Bid farewell
To everything we left behind
That town was just getting so old

When everyone awoke at dawn
The two they thought they knew
Were gone
The only tracks they left behind
Was half a bag of cheap red wine
Disappeared into a life
That they would only know
And the world just kept on turnin'
Like that wagon wheel does roll

We'll drink
And we'll drift
And we'll dream
And never look back down the road
We'll bid farewell
To that town that I left
That town was just getting so old

That town was a zombie
A corpse dead and rotting
A cage to entrap you and leave you for dead
They tell you you're lucky to live in their city
But as soon as you settle it's off with your head
So I'll catch the first grainer
Right out of this graveyard
And head where the rivers of whiskey run gold
I'll bid farewell to that town that I loved
But away from there's where I'll grow old