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