First Texaco station just outside of town It feels good to be leaving, kinda wanna turn around First pack of smokes I burned in the last three days I been hiding them from mama, I know she hates these things But I’ll still light one up, and she’ll still love me anyway I’m a rolling stone, never can stay long Leaving is a bittersweet freedom Even if I drive a million miles, I can never shake that feeling Kinda takes me back, kinda takes a toll Kinda breaks my heart, kinda makes me whole That’s the way it goes Coming back from going home Yeah, there’s a strip mall where the Lucky Strike used to be Cookie cutter houses that used to be evergreens The one that got away didn’t really go nowhere She moved back halfway through college And got stuck cuttin’ hair And I still kinda wonder what kind of life we could have made But I’m a rolling stone, never can stay long Leaving is a bittersweet freedom Even if I drive a million miles, I can never shake that feeling Kinda takes me back, kinda takes a toll Kinda breaks my heart, kinda makes me whole That’s the way it goes Coming back from going home You love it, you hate it You leave it, you take it For granted I’m a rolling stone, never can stay long Leaving is a bittersweet freedom Even if I drive a million miles, I can never shake that feeling Kinda takes me back, kinda takes a toll Kinda breaks my heart, kinda makes me whole That’s the way it goes Coming back from going home