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