You've got your tickets for the long way round
Two bottle of blackjack for the way
And I sure would like some [bad word] 
Well, d'you leaving tomorrow? What'd you say?

When you're gone, when you're gone
We're gonna miss you, when you're gone
Gonna miss you by your mods,
Gonna miss you by your talks,
We're gonna miss you when you're gone

We've got our tickets for the long way round
The one with a prettiest of views
It's got mountains, it's got rivers,
It's got woods to give you shivers
But we sure it would be prettier with you

When you're gone, when you're gone
We're gonna miss you, when you're gone
Gonna miss you by your lags,
Gonna miss you by your crafts,
We're gonna miss you when you're gone