My bags are all packed up This city's got me feeling down I swear I'm takin' the next train out of town I worked hard every day My hair is turning gray I do believe I've had enough I was holding down a job Just south of Houston for a while Serving time making someone else a dime There ain't nothing I'd rather do Than lose these city blues I do believe I've had enough I think it's high time To get moving down the line I don't care where I'm headed I'm highway-bound to some place new This morning I woke up And the goin' got real tough I do believe I've had enough My bags are all packed up I've spent enough time on these streets I'm gonna settle down someplace And take things a little more slowly No need to run me out of town I got my feet on solid ground I do believe that I've had enough I think it's high time To get moving down the line I don't care where I'm headed I'm highway-bound to some place new This morning I woke up And the goin' got real tough I do believe I've had enough I do believe I've had enough