Gonna Miss Me

Warm boots, dusty roads, where I belong

But this old truck keeps moving even when I'm gone

Whiskey nights, hard fights, now the time, the time has passed

Shoot, dang, looking back, I'm glad those days ain't last

They're gonna miss me when I'm gone, that's for sure

But this truck keeps rolling, feeling pure

It was fun while it lasted, now it's done

New horizon, brighter sun, here I come

Threw my hat in the wind, let the memories fade

Engine rumbling on a brand new Escapade