Load up the covered wagons
The children and their clothes
We're heading to where the sun sets
The whole town's on the move
The breeze drew seeds and summer
Enough breath to catch the warm scent
The distant hazy sun grew dimmer
Goodbye Mr. MacKenzie
Were taking the final stagecoach
Rocket, train and boat
We've emptied all the buildings
And haven't left a note
I hear my breath amid the quiet
I must be the last man on this planet
Goodbye Mr. MacKenzie
This is God speaking
The sun must come down
This is God saying
You must turn around
Goodbye Mr. MacKenzie
The children and their clothes
We're heading to where the sun sets
The whole town's on the move
The breeze drew seeds and summer
Enough breath to catch the warm scent
The distant hazy sun grew dimmer
Goodbye Mr. MacKenzie
Were taking the final stagecoach
Rocket, train and boat
We've emptied all the buildings
And haven't left a note
I hear my breath amid the quiet
I must be the last man on this planet
Goodbye Mr. MacKenzie
This is God speaking
The sun must come down
This is God saying
You must turn around
Goodbye Mr. MacKenzie