On My Own Again

Got my old truck loaded right up with boxes and guitars Headlights pointed out the drive to who knows where Next to me in that shotgun seat, suitcase, and tequila I'm rolling through the early morning streetlight glare Pictures in my head are all of her I'm taking with me Rest of it I left back in that house Tomorrow when she wakes up, I wonder if she'll miss me This time I ain't hanging around to find out I'm gonna drive until the wheels fall off this old truck in my heart If forever's gonna end like that, I guess I'd better start The rest of my life, like the best times up around the bend Oh, on my own again I could turn left to California or right to New York City Hell, I could go to Mexico right now if I want to And I know it might get lonely on my way out of here But as long as the windshield's bigger than the rearview mirror I'm gonna drive until the wheels fall off this old truck in my heart If forever's gonna end like that, I guess I'd better start The rest of my life, like the best times up around the bend Oh, on my own again Young and wild and free, riding like the wind Learning how to be on my own again On my own again, hmm, hmm I'm gonna drive until the wheels fall off this old truck in my heart If forever's gonna end like that, I guess I'd better start The rest of my life, like the best times up around the bend Oh, on my own again I'm out here on my own again On my own again, hmm, hmm