Lyrics:

I got a bag all packed, I got a ticket for the train
Let's go to New Orleans and back again
I got a bottle of tequila, baby, who needs friends
Got a bottle of tequila, baby, who needs friends
I got a hundred miles of desert
Got a head of fresh air
And I know a hundred games of solitaire

I got nothin' to do and I got nothin' to lose
I can go anywhere with anyone I choose
Got a dog named Lucky and a hundred dollars in my shoe
Yeah, I am on my way from here to there
And I know a hundred games of solitaire

Well, I don't know where I'll wind up tonight
Any place with a bar and a bathtub's all right
I got a burnin' yearnin' for some new sounds and smells and sights
And if I never see your face again, well, I don't care
'Cause I know a hundred games of solitaire