Eight More Miles

It was a place of contentment

And the family came by

For some goodbyes and good lucks

Then I left 'em behind

In a rig from the old man

I watched the sun comin' up

Through the fog on the windshield

Through the steam from the cup

Eight more miles

Eight more miles

Eight more miles

We'll be high

I can't decide

If eight more miles

Is the top of the world

Or the end of the line

It's a long stretch of highway

Drivin' into the wind

But at the end you'll find the oldest tricks

In a book that I still haven't read

Eight more miles

Eight more miles

Eight more miles

We'll be high

I can't decide

If eight more miles

Is the top of the world

Or the end of the line

If you go to the end of the road

You look back all the way, down the line

You see all those miles, all those miles

All those miles from so high

You'll decide

If all those miles

To the top of the world

Was worth the ride

It was a place of contentment

And the family dropped by

For some goodbyes and tough lucks

Then I left 'em behind