Hailing from upstate New York, Songwriters David Dean & Justin Lambert's hearts lie in Music City and the proof is in the song. Songwriting is something we do o
The man in the mirror has a smile on his face
For the first time since she walked out of here
The sun's burning bright, want to catch every ray
Got my keys, I gotta get somewhere
The day is mine
No more wasted blue skies
Fire up my Harley I aint gonna shave
Grab my sunglasses I'm gone
I aint lookin back gonna hit the highway
Just dust in my rearview, I'm gone
She's moving in with him, man I don't care
And she can keep that ring I gave her
With the sun on my back and the wind in my hair
This gravel road'll be my savior
Every mile I ride
She's one more mile behind
Fire up my Harley I aint gonna shave
Grab my sunglasses I'm gone
To some white hot sand and the beat of the waves
The party's just starting, I'm Gone.
Shea??ll cross my mind
And when she does then Ia??ll
Fire up my Harley I ain't gonna shave
Grab my sunglasses I'm gone
I ain't lookin' back gonna hit the highway
Just dust in my rearview, I'm gone
Fire up my Harley I ain't gonna shave
Grab my sunglasses I'm gone
To some white hot sand and the beat of the waves
The party's just starting, I'm Gone.
I'm gone
I'm gone
