On mountain passes, running out of gas Would you come looking for me? On desert plains, in the single lane Would you come looking for me? I know I’m out of place But don’t remind me If I get lost in the middle states Would you come find me?
In vacant lots of abandoned shops Would you come looking for me? In traffic stops with crooked highway cops Would you come looking for me? I know I’m out of shape But don’t remind me If I get lost in this middle eight Would you come find me?
I got to Gallup The sky got redder Then I hit Dallas And things got wetter A brand new suitcase Full of sweaters ‘Cause all my jackets Fit you better
On mountain passes running out of gas Would you come looking for me? I’m looking for you I’ll keep an eye out