Greyhound Bus Blues Songtext
von Liam St. John

I woke up this morning, got that feeling, got that call
To empty out my closet, clear them pictures off my wall
A man in the mirror said, "Boy, you look like hell"
So I hopped onto a greyhound and bid that lonesome town farewell

I get to every city, and it′s different 'til it′s not
I love 'em 'til I hate ′em
When I hate ′em, then I'm gone
I don′t need a doctor to try and help me figure out
What it is that keeps me cutting ties and splitting town


I could blame it all on the constellations and the sun
Or how my daddy liked to show me how fast he could run
And I hate it that my momma never fell back in love
There's a long list of things I′m runnin' from
On this Greyhound bus

Spokane down to Portland out to northwest Arkansas
Maybe I should stop following this broken heart
L.A. was lonesome but at least I had a dream
And I followed that fair lady out to Nashville, Tennessee

Maybe I′m not meant to plant my roots and spread my seed
Maybe I'm just a stone rolling down into the sea
Maybe all that's bullshit, and I′m just afraid to say
That I′ve got some problems that I don't want to face

I could blame it all on the constellations and the sun
Or how my daddy liked to show me how fast he could run
And I hate it that my momma never fell back in love
There′s a long list of things I'm runnin′ from
On this Greyhound bus now