Old beat up suitcase on the platform a train ticket in my hand And a train just arrivin' that'll take me as far as fourteen dollars can But a train won't take me far enough it never has before I gotta find how far a memory reaches and then go one mile more I ain't never found a mountain that was high enough Or a hole too dark and deep Cause if I lose her memory in a bottle of wine Then she'll find me in my sleep I think of me and my old suitcase the places we both been All the rails and jails and the cheap hotels and now we're gone again And when I ride my money up and they won't let me ride no more Then I'll wait by the track for a slow movin' freight And watch for an open door I ain't never found a mountain that was high enough Or a hole too dark and deep Cause if I lose her memory in a bottle of wine Then she'll find me in my sleep She'll find me in my sleep she'll find me in my sleep