My grandmother said to me
When your lamp is burning low, that's all she wrote
Ain't no need to shed a tear
If you throw a couple stones
Up on a freight train passing through
Ain't no telling what kinda sights they may see
We got right now to get right now, honey
We got right now, honey, to get right
We sat down in the shade
You said you're moving to the city
To start a life and leave this little town behind
As for me and the boys
I guess we're moving to the highway
Rambling band, singin' songs on our mind
On a sad and lonely day
When your leaves begin to change
And weariness surrounds you like a wall
The darkness may bring a very unexpected thing
Just as there are apples in the fall