It's been so long since I've heard a word, old man
The last time you left
I knew I'd never see you again
To the frozen New England earth
I send the last communiqué
I got the rope tied around my neck
And I'm drinking on a death wish today
That side is yours
This one is mine
I'll see you at the end of the line
'Cause we both know you can't come home again
And anyway, there's no such thing
So, remember
The way we would disguise
The ugly thoughts behind our eyes
Scarcely remains a soul I could call my friend
You're the last one that I knew who might understand
Do you think you'd give a shit or know what to say
While my shaking hand holds on to the last communiqué
Come on back, good buddy
I need to know
If I fell dead right now
Would it make a difference?
Hey man, I could work the CB
Riding shotgun up through Tennessee
That delinquent dog and you and me
We'll be miles and miles away from this misery
Drive that truck into the Mississippi blue
We'll be drifting by and by