All aboard, folks!
Get on, get on the highway
On a Greyhound bus
Get on, get on the highway
Get on, get on the highway
On a Greyhound bus
3 a.m. in the morning
And the clock is screaming out
Why for I believe in
Never to be turned around
Never to be turned around

Standing at the station
Say hello to the morning sun
No meaning in the running
It's just that this race is run
So get on, get on the highway
On a Greyhound bus
Get on, get on the highway
On a Greyhound bus
On a Greyhound bus
On a Greyhound bus
On a Greyhound bus
On a Greyhound bus
On a Greyhound bus
On a Greyhound bus
Get on
Get on the highway
On a grey house bus
Get on
Get on the highway
On a grey house bus
On a grey house bus
On a grey house bus
On a grey house bus
On a grey house bus