Imogene

Imogene Gabe Lee I struck out on the road tonight Redneck leather Japanese tires Runnin from a woman, lookin for a fight Breakin down from time to time When I woke up in the morning, I must've lost my way Wound up smack dab in the middle of ghost town USA Backwoods Mississippi a population 23 Came by to take a load off, now I never wanna leave Aint nothing to see Just little patch of rough hidin in the green And you can tell the folks back home if they're still askin after me I'm workin it all out in Imogene Shotgun city, telemotor oil, Streaks of lightinin buzzin on the coil I used to work all day, fuckin work all night Spill my heart out on the sly Well it's hard to make a livin hidin money in a can Cause you can't cash out what you ain't cashed in Take your dead end job on on dead end street Throw it on the record hon, put it on repeat Aint nothing to see Just little patch of rough hidin in the green And you can tell the folks back home if they're still askin after me I ain't ever comin back, ain't ever comin back I ain't ever comin back to Imogene.