do you know where we're heading?
lincoln county road or armageddon?
seems like i been down this way before
is there any truth in that
do you know where she is hiding?
how long are we gonna be riding?
how long must i keep my eyes glued to the door?
will there be any comfort there
there's a wicked wind still blowin' on that upper deck
there's an iron cross still hanging down from around her neck
there's a marching band still playing in that vacant lot
where she held me in her arms one time and said