Buddy, tip your bottle back
Climb aboard the bus
Join your brothers in the band
If you ain't bombed in Burmingham
Then you ain't one of us
We don't really give a damn
London is a hundred miles a-waitin' where we're at
And a thousand years behind
Splitting from a sorry gig that left us feelin' flat
Out of sight and out of mind
Cruisin' through the countryside we'll never see again
Ain't it lonesome out tonight?
We've been on that road now since I can't remember when
Out of mind and out of sight
Buddy tip your bottle back and climb aboard the bus
Join your brothers in the band
If you ain't bombed in Burmingham then you ain't one of us
We don't really give a damn
Yeah, I been ev'rywhere and I seen ev'rything there is
But I never saw the light
Scared to death of dyin' so I do my best to live
Out of mind and out of sight
Knowin' no one nowhere's gonna miss us when we're gone
Let's keep drinkin' 'til we're blind
Ev'rybody's sleepin' and I'm stuck inside a song
Outta sight and outta line
Someday when it's over and it's time to settle down
And we've left it all behind
We can sit and wonder how we ever got around
Out of sight and out of mind
Out of sight and out of mind

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Writer(s): KRIS KRISTOFFERSON, STEPHEN BRUTON