Old beat up suitcase on the platform a train ticket in my hand
And a train just arrivin' that'll take me as far as fourteen dollars can
But a train won't take me far enough it never has before
I gotta find how far a memory reaches and then go one mile more
I ain't never found a mountain that was high enough
Or a hole too dark and deep
Cause if I lose her memory in a bottle of wine
Then she'll find me in my sleep
I think of me and my old suitcase the places we both been
All the rails and jails and the cheap hotels and now we're gone again
And when I ride my money up and they won't let me ride no more
Then I'll wait by the track for a slow movin' freight
And watch for an open door
I ain't never found a mountain that was high enough
Or a hole too dark and deep
Cause if I lose her memory in a bottle of wine
Then she'll find me in my sleep
She'll find me in my sleep she'll find me in my sleep