Coat Tails

The boots are falling,
Just outside the door.
The clothes are packed,
Don’t need much more.

The sunlight is bouncing back,
From the black street,
Leaving some behind but,
Got so many people to meet.

The signs don’t say it,
The map don’t show,
How many miles that,
I have left to go.

I’ll head on south,
Drive by the dawn,
By they you wake up,
I will already be gone.

By the time I arrive,
You’ll already have lost,
The shape of my face,
And a hold on the cost.

I have some money,
Some stolen none lent,
And I’m leaving the car,
Where the repo men can be sent.

The Sun’s almost drowned,
But I got too far to go,
There are no clouds haunting me,
Ya know the stars are all different in Mexico.

So I’ll head on South,
Drive by the dawn,
By the time you wake up,
I’ll already be gone.

I’ll already be gone.
I’m already gone.