Just The Other Side Of Nowhere

(альбом: The Lonesomest Lonesome - 1972)

I come from just the other side of nowhere
To this big time lonesome town.
They got a lot of ice and snow here,
Half as cold as all the people I've found.
Every way I try to go here seems to bring me down.
I've seen about enough to know where I belong.

I've got a mind to see the headlights shining
On that old white line between my heart and home.
Sick of spending Sundays wishing they were Mondays
Sitting in a park alone.
So give my best to anyone who's left who ever done me
Any loving way but wrong.
Tell 'em that the pride of just the other side o nowhere's
Going home.

Taking nothing back to show there
For these dues I've paid.
But the soul I almost sold here
And the body I've been giving away.
Fading from the neon nighttime glow here,
Heading for the light of day,
Just the other side of nowhere, going home.

I've got a mind to see the headlights shining
On that old white line between my heart and home.
Sick of spending Sundays wishing they were Mondays,
Sitting in a park alone.
So give my best to anyone who's left who ever done me
Any loving way but wrong.
Tell them that the pride of just the other side of nowhere's
Going home.
Just the other side on nowhere, going home