I grew up here all of my life
But I dreamed someday I'd go
Where the blue eyed girls and red guitars
And the naked rivers flow

I'm not all I thought I'd be
I've always stayed around
And I've been as far as Mercy and Grand
Frozen to the ground

I can't stay here and I'm scared to leave
So kiss me once and then
I'll go to hell
I might as well
Be whistlin' down the wind

The buses at the corner
The clock on the wall
Broken down windmill
There's ain't wind at all

And I've yelled and I' cursed
If I stay here I'll rust
I'm stuck like a shipwreck
Out here in the dust

The sky is red, and the world is on fire
And the corn is taller than me
And the dog is tied to a wagon of rain
And the road as wet as the sea

Sometimes the music from a dance
Will carry across the plains
The places I've been dreaming of
Dream only of your face

There are places where they never sleep
And the circus never ends
So I will take the Marley Bone Coach
And be whistlin' down the wind
So I will take the Marley Bone Coach
And be whistlin' down the wind

Copyright: JALMA MUSIC
Writer(s): Kathleen Brennan, Thomas Waits