I'm hangin' up my walkin' shoes I'm gonna bid farewell to the travelin' blues No more chasin' settin' suns And livin' on the run Yeah, the highways got what the dirt roads got And it don't matter if you're happy or not 'Cause I been down 'em all before And my baby's got a whole lot more Yeah, my baby's got a whole lot more I won't miss the late nights And I sure won't miss the county line fights No more wayside troubles and trials And endless empty miles Yeah, the small town's got what the city's got And no one cares if you like or not It don't matter what you're lookin' for 'Cause baby's got a whole lot more Yeah, my baby's got a whole lot more Half my life has passed me by And I never stop to wonder why I always felt, I had to roam And I never felt like I had a home Yeah, failure's got what victory's got Repetition's what history's taught So I guess we all know what's in store But baby's got a whole lot more Yeah, my baby's got a whole lot more I'm hangin' up my walkin' shoes I'm gonna bid farewell to the travelin' blues No more chasin' settin' suns And livin' on the run