LYRIC FOR SALE

By Lamontt Cottrell

I don't want you around no more.
I'm not gonna worry anyhow.

No I ain't going to hang around.
I gotta hit the road.
See just how far a tank of gas will go. So, since k of living in this town.
Yes, I'm sick of hanging around this dead horse town.

Like Joe Dirt, I need to fill that hole inside my heart right now.

Yeah I'm ready to get my journey on.
Life is a highway. I wanna ride on one now. Be it Route 66 or That Lincoln highway, I wanna try it somehow.

I can't take you with me, I must sailor alone.

Please don't be mad or sad. This is just something I gotta do.

Just me, the highway, and some Eddie Money on the radio.

Driving the rest of my life away and, doing it my way.

Because I'm going to go do or die.
Yes, I'm going bye bye baby bye bye.