My grandmother said to me When your lamp is burning low, that's all she wrote Ain't no need to shed a tear If you throw a couple stones Up on a freight train passing through Ain't no telling what kinda sights they may see We got right now to get right now, honey We got right now, honey, to get right We sat down in the shade You said you're moving to the city To start a life and leave this little town behind As for me and the boys I guess we're moving to the highway Rambling band, singin' songs on our mind On a sad and lonely day When your leaves begin to change And weariness surrounds you like a wall The darkness may bring a very unexpected thing Just as there are apples in the fall