It wasn’t long before you were gone
After you looked up in bed, n said take what you want
Next thing I knew they we're sellin' your estate
Pieces of you in boxes and crates
The dog eared farm deed from '53
Bags of unused chicken feed
Tins of quick strike matches
A plastic case with your black-rimmed glasses

Heck, all these things remind me of you
But you did most your livin' off the avenues

So I'm gonna
Back up the truck and hook up the hitch
And leave the rest for the appraiser
I got four new tires for your highway ship
Might donate some things to the neighbors
Time for interstate therapy for my soul
You can call me a mountain top sea sailor
Memories we shared will never get old
Ridin’ with my new wheels on your used trailer

I stared at grandma's metal cow figurines
And sat in your old Model T
About time I head north on the 35
Your rusty voyager's gonna run new miles

Key to ignition, like we're holdin' hands
Got a new set of legs on your country caravan

I’m gonna back up the truck and hook up the hitch
And leave the rest for the appraiser
I got four new tires for your highway ship
Might donate some things to the neighbors
Time for interstate therapy for my soul
You can call me a mountain top sea sailor
Memories we shared will never get old
Ridin’ with my new wheels on your used trailer

I might never come back to this place
But when I look in the rearview, I'll always see your face

I’ve backed up the truck and hooked up the hitch
Gonna leave the rest for the appraiser
I got four new tires on your highway ship
Gonna donate some things to the neighbors
Time for interstate therapy for my soul
You can call me a mountain top sea sailor
Memories we shared will never get old
Ridin’ with my new wheels on your used trailer