The sun that's falling from
the southwestern sky
Tells me that I must depart,
So, by sundown today,
I'll be on my way,
But I'll be leaving my heart.
It's not the countryside that
appealed to my eyes,
It's the spirit and it captured my mind,
But the things I tried to be made
a wreck out of me,
Now a different road, I must find.
These things I think are new,
I guess they're really old,
It seems I've done 'em
once be fore
Now, to go back to that fork in the road,
Takes all the strength of my soul and more.
Oh, goodbye,
goodbye you cruel town,
You've been a fair- weather friend,
Now I will go to some places
that I know
Where things don't start just to end.
These things I think are new,
I guess they're really old,
It seems that I've done 'em
once be fore,
Now, to go back to that fork in the road,
Takes all the strength of my soul
and more.
Oh, goodbye,
good goodbye you cruel town,
You've been a fair- weather friend,
Now I will go to some place
that I know
Where things don't start
just to end.