Clay Pigeons

I'm going down to the greyhound station Gonna get a ticket to ride Gonna find that lady with 2 or 3 kids And sit down by her side And ride until the sun comes up and Down around me about 2 or 3 times Smoking cigarettes in the last seat Trying to hide my sorrow from the people I meet And get along with it all Whenever people say Y'all Sing a song with a friend Change the shape that I'm in And get back in the game And start playing again I'd like to stay but I might have to go to Start over again I might go back down to Texas I might go Somewhere that I've never been And get up in the morning and go out at night And I won't have to go home Get used to being alone Change the words to this song And start singing again I'm tired of running round looking for answers To questions that I already know I could build me a castle of memories Just to have somewhere to go Count the days and the nights that it takes to get back in the saddle again Feed the pigeons some clay Turn the night into day Start talking again if I know what to say I'm going down to the greyhound station Gonna get a ticket to ride Gonna find that lady with 2 or 3 kids And sit down by her side And ride until the sun comes up and Down around me about 2 or 3 times Smoking cigarettes in the last seat Trying to hide my sorrow from the people I meet And get along with it all Going down where people say Y'all Feed the pigeons some clay Turn the night into day Start talking again if I know what to say