Old beat up suitcase on the platform
A train ticket in my hand
And the train just arrivin' that'll take me
As far as fourteen dollars can

But the train won't take me far enough
It never has before
I've got to find how far her memory reaches
Then go one mile more

I ain't never found a mountain that was high enough
Or a hole too dark and deep
'Cause if I lose her mem'ry in a bottle of wine
She finds me in my sleep

I think of me and that old suitcase
Places we've both been
Down the rails and the jails and the cheap hotels
Now we're gone again

And when I'll ride my money up
And they won't let me ride no more
Then I'll wait by the track for a slow moving freight
And watch for an open door

I ain't never found a mountain that was high enough
Or a hole too dark and deep
'Cause if I lose her mem'ry in a bottle of wine
She finds me in my sleep, she finds me in my sleep