Black marks out the driveway Footprint on the door U-Haul trucks have burned the path Across the front lawn No shoes in the closet Empty dresser drawers Even a fool like me could see that girl is gone I just hope she's on A grey hound or a slow train Maybe broke down on a back road in a hard rain There ain't no chance to run her down Change her mind and turn it all around If she's one way on an airplane Riding shotgun in a Mustang In a fast lane Lord, I pray She's on a grey hound or a slow train ♪ Like a midnight streak of lighting Or a bullet from a gun In a flash, just like that She was here but now she's not I guess once her mind's made up Red lights don't mean a thing She's out of here in over-gear, and she ain't about to stop I'm hopin' that she caught a grey hound or a slow train Maybe broke down on a back road in a hard rain There ain't no chance to run her down Change her might and turn it all around If she's one way on an airplane Riding shotgun in a Mustang In a fast lane Lord, I pray She's on a grey hound or a slow train ♪ What I'd give for some kind of signal Maybe a puff of smoke or a lonesome whistle It sure ain't lookin' good for me Unless she's on a grey hound or a slow train Maybe broke down on a back road in a hard, hard rain There ain't no chance To run her down, change her mind And turn it all around If she's one way on an airplane Riding shotgun in a Mustang In a fast lane Lord, I pray She's on a grey hound or a slow train ♪ Slow train