with a cane and brown bag ol' Papa Joe
dropped a bottle on a Greyhound terminal floor
kid full of dreams and his fender bass
goin'to Nashville and start a band w/ my friend
dudes 'cross the isle they were havin' fun
bragging 'bout the stupid things they'd done
mama tyin' to sleep next to me
but the man on a cellphone speaks loud chinese
if you've ever travelled with Greyhound
you know she's rough to ride
you see people that aint got changin' clothes
sure got nothin' to hide
as long as you keep on moving
you feel like you're gettin' somewhere
but you just keep on movin' around that same ol' square
early one morning 29 degrees
cold as we rolled in to Tennesse
five minues break's enough time to get
some coffee and smoke a cigarette
when it's time to go it's time to find
some stragglers almost left behind
we arrived in town about twelve a clock
as we parted we wished each other good luck
if you've ever travelled with Greyhound
you know she's a bitch to ride
people with just the shirt on their back
tryin' to get to the other side
as long as you got your ticket
you know we'll treat you right
strings of diamonds and rubies
pulls you in to the highway night
