On the eastern highway we ride

Windshield wipers disperse the rain from the sky

What's left is ivy and vine

All the letters i'd sent back home

Never express the idea of how a young man

Can be so far from home



Take your guns to town

Don't take your guns to town

Take your guns to town







Don't take your guns to town



Stumble down main street alone

Just gotten home with my hand on the phone

I was drinking alone on the quilted (?????????)



Take your guns to town

Don't take your guns to town

Take your guns to town

Don't take your guns to town