Hope is a white dove a-flyin' (You don't belong around here)

Love is a train a-comin'

(Hear the sound but it never appears)

Preacher says our home is like Heaven

(It's gettin' hard to believe)

If it's true, then Paradise is just another place to leave

I buried a bottle of rye on the edge of town

In case I get thirsty on my way out

Lucky penny in my pocket, new song in this old soul

Brush off the dust when I hit thе road, when I hit the road

Hope is a whitе dove a-flyin' (You don't belong around here)

Love is a train a-comin'

(Hear the sound but it never appears)

Preacher says our home is like Heaven

(It's gettin' hard to believe)

If it's true, then Paradise is just another place to leave

Next time a full moon rises in the east

I'll be headed west, floatin' down the Mississippi

All the way to the Gulf, gettin' lost in the Quarter

Close to the fire, dancin' like a gypsy daughter

like a gypsy daughter

(Whoo!)

Ooh, ooh

Hey, hope is a white dove a-flyin'

(You don't belong around here)

Love is a train a-comin'

(Hear the sound but it never appears)

Preacher says our home is like Heaven

(It's gettin' hard to believe)

If it's true

then Paradise is just another place to leave, leave

I'm gonna leave

Oh, you know I'm gonna leave

(One, two, three, four)

(Whoo!)

(Whoo!)

(Whoo!)