maybe mexico

ah

to be up and leaving this town

heading down an open road

to new orleans

maybe mexico

the whole world topsy turvy

you feel like you're upside down

everyday it's a push and a shove

ah

people trying to get around

working hard

breaking even's good; to live you know you need to pay

yeah

i'm half way gone; i feel i got to stay

but i don't like living trapped this way

get away

get away yeah

ah

to be up and leaving this town

heading down an open road

with all that you own kinda thrown on the back seat

thinking 'bout where you're going

to new orleans

maybe mexico

if only you could pack up everything you love

and everyone who'd even been your friend

keeping close to you the things that make you strong

and carry them with you around the bend

the fear to move and meet the new can keep you in line

to go you know that something stays behind

separate the good and bad

'cause you know the kind

the world is passing you by

but right down the line

down the line

whoa

to new orleans

maybe mexico

i gotta get out of here

don't you know

yeah baby

gotta head on down the line

down the line

down the line