GREYHOUND BUS DEPOT
(Bobby George)


Lee Hazlewood - 1968





See that old man sweepin' the floor
The lines in his face show his soul
The coffee shop is empty and I'm just killin' time
I've still got a long way to go

And the lonesomest place in the world I know
Is four o'clock in the mornin' in a Greyhound bus depot

I'd talk to the waitress, but she won't talk back
And it seems like the whole world is cold
And I've played that old jukebox till I've heard every song
And time is still passin’ slow

And the lonesomest place in the world I know
Is four o'clock in the mornin' in a Greyhound bus depot

Well ,I know she's with him, Lord, I know she's with him
This thought keeps me on the road
Got no destination, just gotta keep on movin'
She chose him and someone had to go

And the lonesomest place in the world I know
Is four o'clock in the mornin' in a Greyhound bus depot

SPOKEN:
Look at her standin' there with chili all over her dress
If I knew her better I'd give her a puppy






(Transcribed by Mel Priddle - July 2012)