All That’s Left Is Fare-Thee-Well

No more "one last times," no more second chances
We've worn out all the lines, no more country dances
No stories left to sell, no lies left to tell
All that's left is fare-thee-well

Laying on the rooftop, trains going by
Old dogs barking, no reason why
It's all just a rumble, another false start
Taking you away when things fall apart

No more "one last times," no more second chances
We've worn out all the lines, no more country dances
No stories left to sell, no lies left to tell
All that's left is fare-thee-well

I've been digging way down deep to the bottom of my soul
I've been working through the nights with nothing much to show
Somewhere in this old dirt, there's bound to be some gold
Something real that you can feel, something you can hold

No more "one last times," no more second chances
We've worn out all the lines, no more country dances
No stories left to sell, no lies left to tell
All that's left is fare-thee-well
All that's left is fare-thee-well
Won't you left your jailee gel