Harry Chapin - Greyhound lyrics

It's midnight at the depot
And I drag my bags in line
Travelin' light, I got to go
But the bus won't be on time
Everybody's looking half alive
Later on the bus arrives

They punch my ticket and I find a seat
And we move out past the lights
Come on, Driver where's your heat?
It's cold out in the night
I keep telling to myself that I don't care
Come tomorrow, I'll be there

Take the Greyhound
It's a dog of a way to get around
Take the Greyhound
It's a doggone easy way to get you down

Tired of watching this night go by
So I look across the aisle
The window's frosted, I can't sleep
But the girl returns my smile
She reminds me of someone i knew back home
So I doze so it goes

I'm wrinkled on my stool at the rest stop
The waitress being cozy with the highway cop
My coffee's tasting tired
My eyes roll over dead
Got to go outside and get
The gas out of my head oh, to be in bed
You got me driving i'm on your Greyhound bus
And you're driving

But there's nothing new about Greyhounds
Nothing new about feeling down
Nothing new about putting off
Or putting myself on

Looking to tomorrow is
The way the loser hides
I should have realized by now
That all my life's a ride
It's time to find some happy times
And make myself some friends
I know there ain't no rainbows waiting
When this journey ends

Stepping off this dirty bus
First time I understood
It's got to be the going
Not the getting there that's good
That's a thought for keeping if I could
It's got to be the going
Not the getting there that's good