Bye Bye Bye

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I had twenty-one miles of road to go, and fifty-four miles of dirt,
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There was a cold steel gleam in the night
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I was trucking along down interstate five, looking for the turn
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When something snapped and I suddenly changed my mind

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I said Bye Bye Bye
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Oh, I finally took a stand
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Then for the very first time
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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 and 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
Whoa, I finally took a stand
Then for the very first time
I felt like a man, like a man man man man

Whoa
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 pier and the Mexican sunshine, we don't give a damn!

Whoa no no
I said Bye Bye Bye
Whoa, I finally took a stand
Now for the very first time
I feel like a man, a free man!

Words and Music (C) Michael Nesmith