Pembroke-Rechardt I was ready to cross that border leave my babe behind yes ready to cross that border where I thought that I'd gold to grind Well I told her 'bout the fortunes that I was gonna get and how I'd come and pick her up later in a brand new Corvette or maybe in a streamlined custom jet and how I'd knot my bandana and not forget She said did I remember those rainy mornings on the by-pa** out of this place trying to flag down long-distance haulers she her handbag and me my case and how we'd dreamed about being somewhere where we could tune in and all the times we had to turn back and give in once again and now you tell me that you'll not forget to come and get me in your new Corvette But what was that shadow - a rush in the street was it a bat or a hobo that laid beneath her pink silk-sheet you know I really can't leave you as your heart could stop to beat yes, and the gold in your grind is what in the end I really best need Yes I went to see my babe this would be the Big Farewell many many teardrops I did expect and love words to tell you know, I left out all those red-light streets with girls in procession just to tell her who her sole was and whole possession and how I'd tell her not to fret that I'd be back to get her in a jet... But what was that movement? a reflection on the blind was it a cat or red-robin? and what were those words the gold in your grind is what I really best need you know I really can't leave you as my heart would stop to beat and the gold in your grind is what I really best need It was the Big Farewell.