I got a call from a buddy on County Line Road
They had an all night get together; you never showed
I caught a plane to Dallas, Texas
The preacher man told me sure
We ain't never gettin' together down here no more

Write me a ticket that reads one way out of this hole in the ground
I may ride. I may fly
I'm leavin' town
The cards have all been played
The dice have all been rolled
You've gone back to that city where the streets are paved in gold

They say this world is not our home
There's some kind of plan. We'll understand farther along
How much farther along?
That's what they just don't say
If I ever get lucky, I'll meet you there