so ya told everyone
yr off chasing the sun
catching a ride at the station
and you wouldnt come back
till ya get on the track
that ya somehow got carried away from
you were once the bright futures
once the proud horses
every one wanted to bet on
but living will land you on different courses
you expect to be set on
or maybe you were bored
said, no more, no more
packed up yr things
stepped out the door
or maybe you were bored
said, no more, no more
theres a name and a fortune
to the maid if you want it
just pick up and head for the shore
so we drink till the memory
fades out of sight
and we both til all settles down
and theres music and hollerin into the night
in this faceless forgettable town
but ya wont feel the kiss
of the ones that ya miss
when your bellowing up at the sky
and theres women in redhook
tonight boys theres women to dry yr eye