Wipe the footprints off my dash,
Tore up those sun-faded photographs,
Threw 'em in the wind, y'all can have it back,
I'm outta here!
I stuck my middle finger up in the sky,
Flipped off that «Y'all come back» sign,
Looked in the mirror one last time
And watched it disappear.
It ain't nothing but a rearview town,
Broken hearts and rusted plows,
Roots ripped right up out of the ground,
Never thought I'd ever leave it.
It ain't nothing what it used to be,
Population minus me,
On the other side of that dust cloud
Ain't nothing but a rearview town.
I could tough it out, but what's the use?
A place that small, it's hard to do,
Too much of her to run into,
And so much road to somewhere new.
It ain't nothing but a rearview town,
Broken hearts and rusted plows,
Roots ripped right up out of the ground,
Never thought I'd ever leave it.
It ain't nothing what it used to be,
Population minus me,
On the other side of that dust cloud
Ain't nothing but a rearview town.
It ain't nothing but yesterday,
One less truck rollin' down Main,
Ain't nothing left to say.
It ain't nothing what it used to be,
Population minus me,
On the other side of that dust cloud
Ain't nothing but a rearview town,
Ain't nothing but a rearview town.