More songs by Ink
Description
The rough sound of farewell, like an old suitcase on asphalt - it rattles, but it holds. In the verses, it's not just the road, but an escape from familiar pain, from that very fatigue that smells of childhood, debts, and endless night shifts. The chorus sounds not sad, but liberating: tickets, sunset, bus - and forward, without looking back.
The music rocks gently but stubbornly, like the rhythm of the heart before a big decision. It's as if the whole track is a moment at the bus station: you're still standing on familiar ground, but you already know you'll never return. And in this determination there is a strange beauty, like in the eyes of strangers that flash by as the train pulls away.
Lyrics and translation
Original
I got a bus ticket and I got a bust down, I'm leavin' this town
I gotta be gone 'fore sundown, 'fore sundown
And I made up my mind, I made up my mind
I made up my mind, I
I'm never comin' back again, mmm
I ain't comin' back again
Oh, mmm, I ain't comin' back again
Oh-oh, I made up my mind
Dip my feet in that old town river
Felt like I seen your eyes and I cried shivers
People don't come like that, but not like these days
I hit my knees and I start to pray
I made up my mind
I made up my mind, I'm never comin' back again
I got a bus ticket and I got a bust down, I'm leavin' this town
I gotta be gone 'fore sundown, 'fore sundown
And I made up my mind, I made up my mind
I made up my mind, I
But my mother, she work 24 hours a day
And my father, all he did was took them bills to pay
And my brothers and sisters, they suffered from the cost of
Ain't no doctors, ain't no lawyers on the rider
I made up my mind
I made up my mind, I'm never comin' back again
I got a bus ticket and I got a bust down, I'm leavin' this town
I gotta be gone 'fore sundown, 'fore sundown
And I made up my mind, I made up my mind
I made up my mind, I
We don't want no more problems, we just want some solution
I'd rather walk to work if it cause no pollution
Baby, it's something in this water
I don't know it, but I can hear those sirens comin'
Baby, I made up my mind
I, I made up my mind
I made up my, my, my, my, my mind
I made up my mind
I'm never comin' back again
I got a bus ticket and I got a bust down, I'm leavin' this town
I gotta be gone 'fore sundown, 'fore sundown
And I made up my mind, I made up my mind
I made up my mind, I, I'm never comin' back again