Lyrics

Hopped a Grey Dog
Slept the whole day through
Hopped another Grey Dog
Sailed off to Guatala - hoo
Thinking that time and distance be the best thing she could do

Saw the bright lights
Deep in New Orleans
Kept on moving
Hoping time would appease
Any kind of feeling her old man could possilbly need

Fourteen dollars
Half a pack of cigarettes
Open ticket
Returning who knows when
With a bag of reasons and a heart that never forgets