“Moving Day”

 

A hundred miles of black top, pedal down won’t stop draggin around this U-Haul

If you try to reach me, phone’s in the back seat, I ain’t picking up when you call, you’re all

“Sorry, baby” but sorry don’t cut it,

Our love-is long-past fixin’,

I’m leavin, breathin freedom

 

                Chorus:

I’m gone

Packed up everything I wanted

Ain’t no room for you, where I’m going to

It’s goodbye, we tried but I’m

Done

Livin in a house that’s haunted

By heavy broken hearts hiding in the dark

It’s goodbye, boy I

Don’t care if you stay

Just don’t get in my way

It’s moving day

 

Leaving Louisiana in the broad daylight, with Willy on the road again, ramblin’,

High noon sun and four wheels humming, a my way highway anthem, laughin’

Why didn’t I do this sooner

Shoulda pulled the trigger a long time,

Ago, shoulda known, shoulda known

 

Bridge:

Leaving you behind in my getaway dust

You had your chance, but I’ve had enough

Leaving you behind in my getaway dust

You had your chance, but I’ve had enough

 

© 2018                  John Cirillo/Sam Gyllenhaal/Sarah Spencer