Well, sometimes I see you in the backwoods,
walkin' by a virgin stream.
Laughin' and playin' your silly games with
a pocket full of hopes and dreams.
Then, I wake to the sound of this Greyhound Bus
and a place I've already been.

So, believe me Darlin', when I say,
I wish we could do it again.

Well, no time like this time, to drop you a line
and ask, "How are the kids?"
And that fellow you married, next door to me,
tell me how he has been?
Well, I'm so tired of this Greyhound Bus and
places I've already been.

So, believe me Darlin', when I say,
I wish we could do it again.

Well, so long for now, got to go, the driver's
calling us in.
Maybe, I'll write again real soon, from
another place I've already been.
You were right when you said this worn-out
bus is a lonely hunk of tin.

So, believe me Darlin', when I say,
I wish we could do it again.

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