"Place To Leave" lyrics

Hope is a white dove flying
You don't belong around here
Love is a train a'comin'
Hear the sound but it never appears
Preacher says our home is like heaven
It's getting hard to believe
If it's true than paradise is just another place to leave

I buried a bottle of rye on the edge of town
In case I get thirsty on my way out
Lucky penny in my pocket, new song in this old soul
Brush off the buzz when I hit the road, when I hit the road

Hope is a white dove flying
You don't belong around here
Love is a train a'comin'
Hear the sound but it never appears
Preacher says our home is like heaven
It's getting hard to believe
If it's true than paradise is just another place to leave

Next time a full moon rises in the east
I'll be headed west, floating down the Mississippi
All the way to the Gulf, getting lost in the quarter
Close to the fire, dancing like a gypsy daughter, like a gypsy daughter (woo)

Hey, hope is a white dove flying
You don't belong around here
Love is a train a'comin'
Hear the sound but it never appears
Preacher says our home is like heaven
It's getting hard to believe
If it's true than paradise is just another place to leave, leave
I'm gonna leave, oh, you know I'm gonna leave

(One, two, three, four)