Lyrics:

Made her breakfast and watched her pack
She's leaving home on a one way track
No point in asking why, a bird was made to fly
Eighteen years and fade to black, one-way ticket and no way back
A cloud of smoke and two red tail lights fading out of sight
She caught the last grey dog, leaving for the first time in her life
She caught the last greyhound leaving town tonight
She called to say she's doing fine
It ain't all she had in mind, seems like all she wants to know
Is how are things back home
Though she's been around the world deep inside's a small town girl
Everything she hoped to find was right there all the time
I got a message today
She just called to say
She caught the last grey dog, coming home never felt so right
She caught the last greyhound leaving town tonight
She caught the last greyhound leaving town tonight