This is a re-post of a song initially posted over a year ago. We got great feedback from Fretty members and members of the Minnesota Association of Songwriters. We reworked it and won an award from Songwriters of WI (SOWI). Thanks for your input!
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Everybody seems to know exactly what’s best for me
They don’t know a thing about me and they will never see
Took a lot of years, a lot of tears to get where I am today
I might talk to a friend, but in the end, there’s nothing they can say
Nobody understands
Gonna carry out my plan
Grab a suitcase, don’t need that much, y’know
After years of sittin’ here, it’s time to hit the road
I hurry and I worry and I give myself a heart attack
Tired of always giving without getting anything back
Gotta get somewhere I can clear my head, where I can breathe
Leave the daily grind behind and find me some relief
Nobody understands
Gonna carry out my plan
Grab a suitcase, don’t need that much, y’know
After years of sittin’ here, it’s time to hit the road
No one has the right to tell me how to think, or what to feel
This pressure has brought me to the brink, so I’ll take some time to heal
Nobody understands
Gonna carry out my plan
Grab a suitcase, don’t need that much, y’know
After years of sittin’ here, it’s time to hit the road
Nobody understands
Gonna carry out my plan
Grab a suitcase, don’t need that much, y’know
After years of sittin’ here, it’s time to hit the road
Time to hit the road
Hit the road
© 2013 Doug Millaway and Wayne Hamilton. All Rights Reserved.
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