Westward Bound

Packed a suitcase, sold the rest

Couldn’t wait to leave that town

US highway rolling west

With all the windows down

Turns out I’m not a city girl

I miss the trees and sky and ground

I need to see what part of me

I lost can still be found

Going westward bound

Westward bound

Stop for breakfast in the middle of west Texas

At a diner stuck in time

Where old men read the paper, drink their coffee black

Every morning of their lives

The waitress knows them all by name

Got their orders memorized

And this is the America

That the interstate left behind

Going westward bound

Westward bound

Pass the corn fields, the UFO museum

Little churches washed in white

With names like Holy Restoration Tabernacle of Eternal Life

In the mountains of New Mexico

I cross the Great Divide

Flip through the empty radio

And drive on through the night

I got a million miles on this car

What’s a thousand more

Traveling so light that I might soar

Going westward bound

Going westward bound

Westward bound

Gotta get lost if you’re gonna get found

Going westward bound