(Robert Earl Keen/Bill Whitbeck)      One day after twenty-five years   Head of service at the local Sears   Helen Walker put her pencil down and walked away   And all they found was a little note   'Adios' was all she wrote   But as she left, someone heard her say      "Gonna buy me a ticket to the end of the line   Wanna feel the air, breathe the countryside   As long as those wheels keep rollin', I'll be satisfied   Gonna ride, ride, ride"      Saturday night I was down at Joe's   He was moppin' up gettin' ready to close   He sat down and poured me one last brew   And he said to me with a sideways glance   "If I ever get the chance   I'm gonna sell this joint, and this is what I'll do"      "Gonna buy me a ticket to the end of the line   Wanna feel the air, breathe the countryside   As long as those wheels keep rollin', I'll be satisfied   Gonna ride, ride, ride"      I suppose I could stay   In this little town 'til my dying day   But in my heart I know I've gotta go   So I'm standin' at the station waitin' for the train   Don't know when I'll be back again   Mr. Engineer, won't you let your whistle blow      Got me a ticket to the end of the line   Wanna feel the air, breathe the countryside   As long as those wheels keep rollin', I'll be satisfied   Gonna ride, ride, ride      As long as those wheels keep rollin', I'll be satisfied   Gonna ride, ride, ride   Gonna ride, ride, ride