Dreaming of the rose

I left behind

Staring at these four walls

It's time to hitch a ride

You'll find me way down south

You'll find me way down south

You'll find me

The city's like a ghost town

They can all go to hell

One thought that's with me

To see that Southern belle

You'll find me way ... repeat as before

Blue in the morning

My empty bed

That's why I'm going

Where angels fear to tread

You'll find me way ... repeat as before