Sunset in my mirror pedal on the floor. Bound for New York City and I won’t be back no more. Won’t be back no more boys won’t see me around. Goodbye guitar town. Ghosts out on the highway voices on the wind. Tellin’ me that we may never pass this way again. Voices on the highway angels beckonin’. Like a long lost friend. Fare thee well I’m bound to roam. This ain’t never been my home. Stranger in my mirror lines around my eyes. String around my finger but I don’t remember why. Don’t remember why boys don’t remember how. Goodbye guitar town. Fare thee well I’m bound to roam. This ain’t never been my home. Blue dog on my floorboard redhead by my side. Cross the mighty Hudson river to the New York City side. Redhead by my side boys sweetest thing I’ve found. Goodbye guitar town