Words & Music By: Roach McKrackin
10,000 miles of open road, 10,000 more to go
Turn up the radio, have one more cigarette
Everywhere I go is like I’ve been there before so it’s time to get movin’ on
Gonna leave this city and drive on to the next
I?ll keep movin’ movin’ movin’ movin’ on
I’ve got no particular place to go
Full tank of gas, glow of the headlights and everything just feels right
On the countless miles of barren open road
Everything I do has been done before so it’s time to find the next big thrill
We’ve done everything there ever was to do
Glow of the headlights, no end in sight, and everything just feels right
Gotta get ahead before the miles take their toll