Bye, Bye, Bye

I had twenty-one miles of road to go

And fifty-four miles of dirt

There was a cold steel gleam

In the night

I was trucking along

Down interstate five

Looking for the turn

When something snapped

And I suddenly changed my mind

I said bye bye bye

Oh, I finally took a stand

Then for the very first time

I felt like a man

So I headed on down to Mexico

I was never going back to work

Yes I had enough cash

To last me there for years

And then I cabled my folks

I said call my boss

And you can tell him

Where I left the truck

And then I went out and stocked up

On enchiladas and beer

I said bye bye bye

Whoah I finally took a stand

Then for the very first time in my life

I felt like a man, like a man man man man

Well now that all happened back in 1961

And I never went back to work

And then in 1964 I started living

Off the land

And the people back home

Still talk about me

Just running off without a word

But me and the beer

And the Mexican sunshine

We don't give a damn

Whoah no no no

I said bye bye bye

Whoah I finally took a stand

Now for the very first time

I feel like a man, a free man