Five miles out of Barstow
And I push the pedal down to the floor
The twilight is burning
Down inside my head
I left this morning
Without any warning
My guitar and a goodbye note
At the foot of my bed
Five miles out of Denver
All I do is remember
This pain in my heart
Pushing me out on the ledge
One mile up into the sky
No one here who can modify
These broken yellow lines
That send me over the edge
I’m running far behind
I’ll just keep running for my life
Bob Dylan sang a sad, sad song
I guess I’m five miles gone
Five miles out of Vegas
Stand in line to get famous
With single mothers and junkies
Begging for Jesus and bread
Education is drowning
My libido is frowning
I’ve got to find a way to hang on
By the smallest of threads
I’m running far behind
I’ll just keep running for my life
Woody Guthrie sang a sad, sad song
I guess I’m five miles gone
Five miles out of Phoenix
Got the local police holding my driver’s license photo
Right next to my head
Republicans and Democrats
All begging for my autograph
Let’s pass the ignorance
Sit back and watch how it spreads
Come on let’s watch how it spreads now, yeah
Five miles out of Utah
Let me tell you what the hell I saw
Those armies are marching
To a new cabaret
They got holy water and ammunition
You just might need an exorcism
When the final votes are counted
And the flock’s gone astray
I’m running far behind
I’m always running for my life
Bob Marley sang a sad, sad song
I guess I’m five miles gone
Like this world is just a rolling stone
I guess I’m five miles gone
I am gone
I am gone
I am gone
I am five miles gone
