Well, now you got some pickin’ up to do
 Your rescue in some Iso-Residue
 But I’m keepin’ my own time
 And I’m always keepin’ my own time

So you [bad word] along through Matamoros nights
 Then it’s down, down, down, down
 To your own valley, cool?
 But you’re scrapin’ your own rails
 Yeah, you’re always scrapin’ your own rails

And I never got the letter back, no I never got the letter back

But you’re keepin’ your own time
 You’re always keepin’ your own time
 And I never got the letter back, no I never got the letter back