Oh my girl, let me go my way, let me go my way. Oh my girl, you have torn your dress keeping me off of that train. I have run a fever across the open plain and that westbound rail is coursing in my veins. I can walk you home but then I'm on my way, in all your towns the bells are ringing out our old refrain.
You know you're an incurable drunk and I love your eyes. What a beautiful wreck you are. I love you, goodbye.
Illinois
Don't look now I'm all dressed up in my corduroys, heading west toward the Badlands with the Elephant Boy. Now send my regards to old Cook County, South Side stockyards and their bounty, give my love to both your mom and dad.
And I will keep your paintings on my wall, I will grow my hair so long that you will know I can't stay long. When morning comes against the rain, with that westbound rail coursing in my veins. What a beautiful wreck you are. I love you, goodbye.