I'm saying goodbye to the skyline. Hello to the sweet pines. Gonna see you later street lights. I'm headed back to tree lines. To free time and starry nights. To bonfires and fire flies. Pack your bags it's time to go. Cause we got brighter lights back home. I've got aching feet. From walking over miles of concrete. And I can't wait to dream. But the city you know she won't go to sleep. So I'm saying. Goodbye to the skyline. Hello to the sweet pines. Gonna see you later street lights. I'm headed back to tree lines. To free time and starry nights. To bonfires and fire flies. Pack your bags it's time to go. Cause we got brighter lights back home. Yeah we got brighter lights. Back home there's a girl named Mary Lou. A diner off the highway with a corner booth. And every gravel road is a trip down memory lane. And back home where the corn grows ten feet tall. Every year's measured on the pantry wall. The willow trees are waving 'til we come back home again. I'm saying goodbye to the skyline. Hello to the sweet pines. Gonna see you later street lights. I'm headed back to tree lines. (To free time and starry nights. To bonfires and fire flies. Pack your bags it's time to go). Pack your bags it's time to go. I'm saying goodbye to the skyline. Hello to the sweet pines. Gonna see you later street lights. I'm headed back to tree lines. To free time and starry nights. (To bonfires and fire flies). Pack your bags it's time to go. (Cause we got brighter lights back home)