A ghost town is all that's left here
 The gold rush it is over
 And depression days draw near

 Tonight after sundown
 I'm going to pack my case
 I leave without a sound
 Disappear without a trace

 I'm going southbound

 Drifting like a drover
 Chasing my career
 From the ships docked in the harbour
 New horizons will appear

 Tumbling with the tumbleweed
 Down the open road
 Taking only what I need
 Before my head ex plodes

 I'm going southbound

 Hey, you're not getting any younger
 The wild west has already been won
 Northern lights are growing colder
 And the old eastern ways are gone

 So tonight after sundown
 You must go from this place
 Without a tear, without a frown
 Disappear without a trace