Push On Lyrics

When I left coal country I was 18

Drove my green pickup truck to happy valley

When I arrived to the good old days

Along the Susquehanna shore

Music drifting from the county fair

I was on my own and ready to push on

Left for a coastal town and a year of lost weekends

Got hustled on a Georgia night by a couple of circus kids

Went down alone and found a friend

Then a perfect storm rolled in

I was time too go back north

I was on my own and ready to push on

It's nothing you see

It's nothing you hear

It's something you feel that makes it real...oh makes it real...oh makes it real

Cleared my mind and headed west to find my reprise

Where grand ideals and broken promises and money grows on trees

What I didn't know was just how far I still had left to go

Just a couple miles more a little further down the road

There's a new place I'll call home

I was on my own and ready to push on