Well, I'm walking on down Virginia Avenue Trying to find somebody to tell my troubles to Harold's Club is closing, and everybody's going on home What's a poor boy to do?
I'll just get on back into my short, make it back to the fort Sleep off all the craziness that's inside of my brain There's gotta be some place that's better than this This life I'm leading is driving me insane And let me tell you I'm dreaming
Let me tell you that I'm dreaming to the twilight This town has got me down I've seen all of the highlights, I've been walking all around I won't make a fuss, I'll take a Greyhound bus To carry me away from here now Tell me, what have I got to lose?
Cause I'm walking on down Columbus Avenue The bars are all closing, cause it's quarter to two Every town I go to is like a lock without a key The blues I leave behind keep catching up on me
Let me tell you they're catching up on me They're catching up on me Catching up on me Catching up on me Catching up on me