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