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