Well, I spilled my coffee on the Sunday paper, I feel a Monday morning coming on
Yeah, I knew it'd hit me sooner or later, this crazy, lonely feeling I don't belong
This old job is just a job, and that's all it's gonna be
But I know a town that can offer me the things I need to see
They can talk about us all they want, but come tomorrow morning we'll be gone
We'll be long gone to Austin
This big city life's really got me down
Long gone to Austin alone
Hell, we ain't got no ties left in this town
Now tomorrow I'll hand them my walking papers, grab my check then it's all said and done
No gold watch, no last minute favors, just open the gate and, Baby, watch us run
Well I never fit in and I think it's a sin, the way they treated me
But I know a town that can offer me the things I need to see
And we'll be there without a care before they realize that we're gone
Now you get a pen and I'll get a paper, we're gonna sit down and write ourselves a song
Gonna take a little chance on a two-step dancing, kick your heels up and maybe they'll sing along
This old road's going to take us down to a place I want to be, to a town I know they can
offer me the things I need to see
By the time they finally realize this song's worth hearing, Baby, we'll be gone
