Song parody of
Starting Over
by Barrel Flash
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Pack up what you got, you're moving 'cross the country
Looking for a home and a point of view on God
Roll the windows down, but wait to look behind you
Wait til the sun hits the skyway
Every city sounds the same
The day you arrive and the day you leave
Even when you're far away
You'll carry the gifts that you've received
Can't help slowing down, construction 'round Chicago
Go twenty-five for miles, stuck behind a cattle trailer
It's kinda nice to see the city and the country
Not a bad way to spend Sunday
Open road goes rushing by
You sing along to the highway roar
Take a moment with this skyline
Echoes of where you've been before
Night is black as coal, you're somewhere in Ohio
Took a turn off course, now the radio's gone quiet
She says, "It's just our luck to get stuck in Amish country"
Might as well wait 'til the morning
From a farm a distant song
You sit on the hood, feel the engine heat
These folks found where they belong
And, sooner or later, so will we
Noon is hot and long on the Pennsylvania Turnpike
End is comin' near and you think you might regret it
Then she takes your hand, and a cooler wind starts blowing
Home is a thing that can travel
Starting over's not for cowards
Haul your roots to a ground that's new
Watch the sky break into showers
Just as the city comes in view
Pack up what you got, you're moving 'cross the country
Looking for a home and a point of view on God
Roll the windows down, but wait to look behind you
Wait til the sun hits the skyway
Every city sounds the same
The day you arrive and the day you leave
Even when you're far away
You'll carry the gifts that you've received
Can't help slowing down, construction 'round Chicago
Go twenty-five for miles, stuck behind a cattle trailer
It's kinda nice to see the city and the country
Not a bad way to spend Sunday
Open road goes rushing by
You sing along to the highway roar
Take a moment with this skyline
Echoes of where you've been before
Night is black as coal, you're somewhere in Ohio
Took a turn off course, now the radio's gone quiet
She says, "It's just our luck to get stuck in Amish country"
Might as well wait 'til the morning
From a farm a distant song
You sit on the hood, feel the engine heat
These folks found where they belong
And, sooner or later, so will we
Noon is hot and long on the Pennsylvania Turnpike
End is comin' near and you think you might regret it
Then she takes your hand, and a cooler wind starts blowing
Home is a thing that can travel
Starting over's not for cowards
Haul your roots to a ground that's new
Watch the sky break into showers
Just as the city comes in view
