C                                              D*
Another dead-end little town along the endless road
C                                                     D
Another day I take my choice: the rails or the road

And I have stood in the sunlight remembering the pain

Of other times and other places, standing in the rain

Another blameless shower falls on the traveler's stolid head

Another blameless cop regrets and hauls him off to bed

And I have stood in the sunlight remembering the fun

Of other times and other places, standing poised to run

Another time she touched me, she looked up in my face

Again she sorrowed softly over my westward haste

And I wearily dreamt of the sunlight, the while she pulled me down

Of another time, another place, another dead-end little town