I'm gonna leave this old town. It's got one horse, and only one dog.
I'm gonna hit the trail for parts unknown. I'm gonna find a place to really call home.
The suns gonna shine and I won't let me be blue. I've spent too much time thinking of you.
I'm gonna party and have some fun, and dance all day and sing in the sun.
I'm tired of you trying to run my life, and fill my mind with endless strife.
Yep, I'm hitting the trail, and I'm not coming back. I'm packing my things in my old back pack.
Maybe one of these days I'll send a letter to you. Yes, I'm leaving you here to boil in your own stew.
I'm saying goodbye and this is it. So long baby, I won't miss you a bit!
Written by: S. Matheson 11/30/2004 |