I've been lookin round
Gone all over town
I ain't seen you here lately
There's your Pontiac
With a fish stuck on the back
Do you reckon he would still save me

I've been dutiful
I had your usual
Down at Bo Henry's Diner
They still got the plaque
That they hung up in the back
To mark your 500th time there breaking fast

And the world has carried on
Just like you're gone
And I just can't let it be, this feeling I'm bound
To just keep lookin round

They just miss the ten
Your weekly chipping in
Down at Westover Baptist
And at the China Star
And down at Sherry's Bar
They retired all your tabs and ate the loss

I got this picture frame
It still might bear your name
Now holds a map of the county
The whole town says you're gone
No use holding on
Nobody offered a bounty for your head

And the world has carried on
Cold as a stone
But I just can't let it be, this feeling I found
I can't keep lookin round

I heard your face was seen
In a bar near Abilene
But I bet there could be another
Six foot, sandy hair, melancholy stare
Who wouldn't ghost on their brother