Greyhound Bus Songtext
von Oh Susanna

I′m bound for the Greyhound bus
I got no one left to trust
Kiss my ass, eat my dust
I got dreams, I got a dream
So long to the whipping post
Hello to the golden coast
Hang my heart on a hitching post
Where they got clean air to breathe
When I was 17, I gave up my little girl
But she still haunts my dreams
In the pocket of my jeans, I got a picture torn and curled
I wonder if she's just like me
Twenty years on the line
Sweating tears just to make a dime
Punch the clock, it′s quitting time
There's so much I gotta see
Maybe I will find my girl My heart will be my messenger
Its wings are torn but, man, it's pure
And it beats inside of me
When I was 17, I gave up my little girl
But she still haunts my dreams
In the pocket of my jeans, I got a picture torn and curled
I wonder if she′s just like me
When I was 17, I gave up my little girl
But she still haunts my dreams
In the pocket of my jeans, I got a picture torn and curled
I wonder if she′s just like me
Maybe I will find my girl
My heart will be my messenger
Its wings are torn but, man, it's pure
And it beats inside of me
Yes, it beats inside of me