I used to get lonesome
I can’t remember why
I used to love
Now I don’t even try

Gonna find me some money
And head up town
Have a little drink
Flash my money around
Maybe find a woman
Or some gamblin’ man
Gonna get broke as fast as I can

Listening to the wheels
On an outbound road
Flying through the dark
With an overload
El Paso’s next
But I don’t care
Might as well be headed anywhere

It don’t matter to me
If you know what I mean
Just a pint of booze
And some gasoline
‘Cause I come from the country
Going back no more
Must be Old Satan knockin’
On my door
I used to walk with the sun
Dream with the moon
Til’ the moon started singing
That sorrowful tune
The day’s still warm
The dark still cold
Not getting any colder, just getting old

It don’t matter to me
If you know what I mean
Just a pint of booze
And some gasoline
‘Cause I come from the country
Going back no more
Must be Old Satan knockin’
On my door
Knock, knock, knock, knocking on my door

It don’t matter to me
If you know what I mean
Just a pint of booze
And some gasoline
‘Cause I come from the country
Going back no more
Must be Old Satan knockin’
It don’t matter to me
If you know what I mean
Just a pint of booze
And some gasoline
‘Cause I come from the country
Going back no more
Must be Old Satan knockin’
On my door
Knock, knock, knock, knocking on my door