Greyhound Bus Lyrics

I'm bound for the greyhound bus
I've got noone left to trust
Kiss my ass, eat my dust
I've got dreams I've gotta 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 seventeen, I gave up my little girl
But she stills haunt my dream
In the pocket of my jeans I've 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've got to see

Maybe I will find my girl
My heart will be my messenger
It's wings are town, but man it's pure
And it beats inside of me

When I was seventeen, I gave up my little girl
But she stills haunt my dream
In the pocket of my jeans I've 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
It's wings are town, but man it's pure
And it beats inside of me

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