It's never over, 'til it's, really over. And someone's left standing behind. It goes, without sayin', it's, too late, for stayin'. When leavin's been comin', for a long, long time.

Chorus: I packed up my suitcase, and started my pickup. So many times, in my mind. It's a hard road to travel, from blacktop to gravel, and the next hill's, the hardest, I'll climb.

I've got all the answers, for most of the questions. And some, that ain't easy to find. There's no more, erasin', these things, I've been facing. And leavin's been comin', for a long, long time.

Chorus: I packed up my suitcase, and started my pickup. So many times, in my mind. It's a hard road to travel, from blacktop, to gravel, and the next hill's the hardest, I'll climb.

This time it's over, yes it's, really over. Cause I'm the one standing behind. It went without sayin', it was too late, for stayin', this leavin's been comin', for a long, long time.