Lyrics

Since way back, from before I know when
The city's never been my friend
And when I ever get to feel low
I pack my bag and follow the road
Coz old man time, he never waits
You just get one chance to choose one of his fates
You can live your life fast, live it slow
Or pack your bag and follow the road

Coz seeing is believing when you're looking back over your shoulder
I'm looking backwards all the time
I'm looking in the mirror and I see myself growing much older
Gotta keep moving down the line

I had a job, way back when
I had a house and car and plenty of friends
My head said stay, my heart said go so I
Packed my bag and followed the road
I could have stayed, grown and got fat
Could have won the retrace, but I'd still be a rat
Rain or shine, wind or snow
I pack my bag and follow the road

Coz seeing is believing when you're looking back over your shoulder
I'm looking backwards all the time
I'm looking in the mirror and I see myself growing much older
Gotta keep moving down the line

So to all my friends with their suburban dreams
I wish you well, may your house be clean
But I'm OK with my humble abode
Which is on my back as I follow the road
I've much to see before I die
So I'm telling you brother if your life's like mine
Cast of your cares, lighten the load
Put it all behind you and follow the road

Coz seeing is believing when you're looking back over your shoulder
I'm looking backwards all the time
I'm looking in the mirror and I see myself growing much older
Gotta keep moving down the line