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