| People expected you to fall, hit that same old wall |
| Really they don’t wanna help at all |
| They talk behind your back today |
| They shake their heads and they say |
| Well, I always knew that the boy would come to no good anyway |
| So I better pack up and go to Detroit or Buffalo |
| Anybody wanna know where, you don’t know |
| You don’t know |
| God knows, everybody’s gotta go sometime |
| And I’m taking this train to the end of the line |
| Missing every mile that friend of mine |
| I haven’t been too well myself |
| A lot of time on the shelf |
| Sayin' that I don’t need help when I do |
| But I’m gonna be just fine |
| A lot of friends, a little wine |
| Really I wish I could see you again sometime |
| So guess I’ll pack up and go to Detroit or Buffalo |
| Anybody wanna know where, you don’t know |
| You don’t know |
| God knows, everybody’s gotta go sometime |
| And I’m taking this train to the end of the line |
| Missin' every mile that friend of mine |
| It’s hard to open up the door |
| Like you’ve done so many times before |
| And really I think you just can’t do it anymore |
| So take a chance and take a train |
| Out into the pouring rain |
| And all you got is your suitcase full of pain |
| So I better pack up and go to Detroit or Buffalo |
| Anybody wanna know where, I don’t know |
| No, I don’t know |
| God knows, everybody’s gotta go sometime |
| And I’m taking this train to the end of the line |
| Missin' every mile that friend of mine |
| Missin' every mile that friend of mine |