Lyrics:

Well, sittin' in the depot long before the break of day I just bought my ticket, Lord I hope the bus ain't late I'll have a cup of coffee and a sandwich from the microwave Now I'm gonna see my baby if it's the last thing I ever do Got this sittin' in the station sick and tired of waitin' Continental Trailways blues Well rollin' out for Houston, man we're finally rollin' now Try to get some sleep and listen to that highway sound I guess we must have stopped in every single little town Now I've bought myself a copy of the Natchez Mississippi News With the just pulled out of Lake Charles rollin' into Sulphur Continental Trailways blues Now, we're rollin' into Houston, don't them city lights look fine Headed for the pay phone, hangin' onto my last dime Well, she says she's got a new man, Son, it's been a long, long time Now I was standin' by the highway with the rain runnin' through my shoes With the sittin' by the road side wishin' I was inside Continental Trailways blues I got the wishin' I was downtown waitin' on a Greyhound Continental Trailways blues