Thought my days here were given up for forgotten
Can't burn cedar, it must come out by the roots
I'm not driving, but I'm taking bets
Six full hours and we ain't crossed it yet
One more stop after here through Midland I know
One more stop after here through Midland I know
Till I come to rest...

Turn back now and I might as well read my fortune
And lose this vengeance long since been overdue
Half-awake there is not much left
Walk my dollar across to Juarez
One more stop after here through Midland I know
One more stop after here through Midland I know
Till I come to rest

I left some worn-out dreams hanging on a wire
The city that's my passage to the west
Is just over the rise