LYRICS

I hear a train whistle blowing / and it's in key with my song / all the way on the wrong side of Reno / where my toughest friends are from / every broken bone and every blue black eye in the stories of ass beatings that you've earned / you told me about how more than half were deserved / something sank into that bleeding skull / a certain kind of wisdom and a humble soul / it keeps me searching no matter how many miles left until we get back home / you've been quite a traveling companion / I hate to see you go

now the world we're living in is Golden / gilded with every lie we lived through / back from the war early Christmas morning / not even a ghost could keep him sober for you

every broken bone and every blue black eye in the stories of ass beatings that you returned / you told me about how more than half were deserved / something sank into that bleeding skull / a certain kind of wisdom and a humble soul / it keeps me searching no matter how many miles left until we get back home / you've been quite a traveling companion / I hate to see you go