Dreaming of the rose 
i left behind 
staring at these four walls 
it's time to hitch a ride 
You'll find me way down south 
you'll find me way down south 
you'll find me 
The city's like a ghost town 
they can all go to hell 
one thought that's with me 
to see that southern belle 
You'll find me way ... repeat as before 
Blue in the morning 
my empty bed 
that's why i'm going 
where angels fear to tread 
You'll find me way ... repeat as before