A                    D                        A 
Well, I'm sittin' in the depot long before the break of day 
D                                                  A 
I just bought my ticket, lord I hope the bus ain't late 
     E                                                 A  
I'll have a cup of coffee and a sandwich from the microwave 
        D                                               A 
Now I'm gonna see my baby if it's the last thing I ever do 
         A 
Got this sittin' in the station sick and tired of waitin' 
E                     A 
Continental Trailways blues 
 
 
Well rollin' out for Houston, man we're finally rollin' now 
Try to get some sleep and listen to that highway sound 
I guess we must have stopped in every single little town 
Now I've bought myself a copy of the Natchez, Mississippi news 
With the just pulled out of lake Charles rollin' into Sulphur 
Continental Trailways blues 
 
Solo 
 
Now, we're rollin' into Houston, don't them city lights look fine 
Headed for the pay phone, hangin' onto my last dime 
Well, she says she's got a new man, son, it's been a long, long time 
She left me standin' by the highway with the rain runnin' through my shoes 
With the sittin' by the road side wishin' I was inside continental Trailways blues 
 
 
I got the wishin' I was downtown waitin' on a Greyhound 
Continental Trailways blues