I'm hangin' up my walkin' shoes
I'm gonna bid farewell to the travelin' blues
No more chasin' settin' suns
And livin' on the runYeah, the highways got what the dirt roads got
And it don't matter if you're happy or not
'Cause I been down 'em all before
And my baby's got a whole lot more
Yeah, my baby's got a whole lot moreI won't miss the late nights
And I sure won't miss the county line fights
No more wayside troubles and trials
And endless empty milesYeah, the small town's got what the city's got
And no one cares if you like or not
It don't matter what you're lookin' for
'Cause baby's got a whole lot more
Yeah, my baby's got a whole lot moreHalf my life has passed me by
And I never stop to wonder why
I always felt, I had to roam
And I never felt like I had a homeYeah, failure's got what victory's got
Repetition's what history's taught
So I guess we all know what's in store
But baby's got a whole lot more
Yeah, my baby's got a whole lot moreI'm hangin' up my walkin' shoes
I'm gonna bid farewell to the travelin' blues
No more chasin' settin' suns
And livin' on the run