Pensacola

Take me on the trip man I’ll never get sick

Take me wherever you go and I won’t complain along the way

Well, I’ve been waiting so long to say bye bye bye

This town ain’t gave me nothing but a bald head and trouble

Well, if it can’t be better if it can’t be tried

Doesn’t matter much boy and I will dry my eyes

Well, I could be your boyfriend though I could be your shame

Until I see your eyes in the beltway, babe

Let’s go

Hey, I came from the delta down to the plains

Well, I came round from the delta right through the plains

Right through the plains, right through the plains

Right through the plains, right through the plains

Well, I came from the delta down to the plains

When I got back home there was nothing I had arranged

The woman that I love took another man

When nothing ever ends up quite like what you planned

They took me to the central station and I jumped on board of that bus the long way

Time to take my trip; give me that ticket, man

Straight to Pensacola