She’s Moving Out Of Town

She’s moving out of town

She emptied her bank account

Cashed out her mother’s brown chaise longue

And her gown

The bus’s leaving after lunch

In a gloomy and drizzly spell

She looked in the eyes of her neighbor’s son

While he frowned

She told that boy there is a place where she belongs

Said, yes, I'm sure, well, not too sure

I guess I just have to go

She’s moving out of town

Cocktail’s counter in the pub

Left an unfinished whiskey sour

And a card

“The upright Eight of Cups”

So the signs have long been shown

Grumpy men sitting on the ground

So drunk and so lost feeling numb

She told them once there is a place where she belongs

Said, yes, I'm sure, well, not too sure

I guess I just have to go

Yes, she said there is a place where she belongs

Of that I'm sure, well, not too sure

I guess she just has to go

She’s moving out of town

She left without a sound

She’s moving out, she’s moving out of town