shrunken head and mardi gras beads hangin on a rear view mirror that bleeds keepin her eyes on the open road no tellin where that son a bitch goes got her doors locked doin 75 don t care to be caught now dead or alive seen enough to kill anyone s soul keepin her eyes on the open road keepin her eyes on the open road the open road where the hopeless come to see if hope still runs one by one they bring their broke down loads and leave em where the hobo dreams are stowed out on the open road out on the open road midnight fallin like a bag of bones weighted down now the rest with stones bouncin off a river the moon made steel cracking off the chrome of a steering wheel anything back there is burned and dead any love they made any words they said nothing to do now but drop it and roll into the lights of the open road into the lights of the open road the open road where the hopeless come to see if hope still runs one by one they bring their broke down loads and leave em where the hobo dreams are stowed out on the open road out on the open road a shrunken head and mardi gras beads hangin on a rear view mirror that bleeds keepin her eyes on the open road no tellin where that son a bitch goes the open road where the hopeless come to see if hope still runs one by one they bring their broke down loads and leave em where the hobo dreams are stowed out on the open road out on the open road out on the open road out on the open road out on the open road out on the open road out on the open road out on the open road out on the open road out on the open road out on the open road out on the open road