In spite of my condition, I'm headed west Four days of long hours and petty theft The radio signal's starting to fade So it's just me and the road and some bad mistakes And I got a .22 in the backseat with the booze Cuz I got an appointment with the blues I'm carrying your picture on my dash Every streetlight paints your reflection in the glass I never thought I'd be the leaving kind What a man will do in a war with his own mind And no one will ever fill your shoes But I got an appointment with the blues I know a place in Stockton where I can stay But I got some business to conduct along the way So if you never hear from me again Count yourself luckier than I have been A '75 Sunbird full of bad news Is headed west for an appointment with the blues