Written by Stephanie Ryann, Davis Branch, and Erika Raen. Produced by Brent Rader, Nashville, TN.
Lyrics
Loaded up that Chevy truck
With my guitar and 50 bucks
I gotta get me out of here
People say I'm going nowhere fast
But I’m headed west on a tank of gas
That road’s wide open from what I hear
Pedal down
Passed the town
Where they all thought I’d end up
Everyone born here, stays here
Same story year after year
Most people grow up and never leave
Got my bags packed, don’t need a map
County lines can’t hold me back
Gonna make my way down the road less traveled
And kick up the gravel
This’ll be my last time
Driving by the city limit sign
If I’m honest, I don’t feel a thing
They all say I dream too big
But I'm not one for settling
My sights are set on something they can’t see / there’s something else out there for me
Everyone born here, stays here
Same story year after year
Most people grow up and never leave
Got my bags packed, don’t need a map
County lines can’t hold me back
Gonna make my way down the road less traveled
And kick up the gravel
I know I gotta take a chance
If I’m gonna do what they say I can’t
Everyone born here, stays here
Same story year after year
Most people grow up and never leave
Got my bags packed, don’t need a map
County lines can’t hold me back
Gonna make my way down the road less traveled
And kick up the gravel
Kick up the gravel