Some day somebody's gonna stop and look up, scratch their head and say "What happened to him? It's been a while since I heard that name." Story goes, I told one last joke, bummed one more smoke And then paid my tab and just disappear one day I've kicked around this old town long enough to see The ones who left too soon and the ones who didn't know when to leave And when it's my turn to jump off this carousel I'm gonna ride that white horse and run like hell Be thankful for the friends I've made The hungry years, the glory days Give 'em one more song and lay this guitar down That's how I'm going out Mmh When I go, I'll be another page torn away A memory made, another ghost on music road But I can't say, I gave it hell, I rang the bell But I'll know when there's no more dreams to chase And when it's my turn to jump off this carousel I'm gonna ride that white horse and run like hell Be thankful for the friends I've made The hungry years, the glory days Give 'em one more song and lay this guitar down That's how I'm going out It's how I'm going out When it's my turn to jump off this carousel I'm gonna ride that white horse and run like hell No slowing down, no looking back Let the credits roll and fade to black Give 'em one more song and lay this guitar down Sing 'em one more song and lay this guitar down That's how I'm going out That's how I'm going out Some day somebody's gonna stop and look up, scratch their head and say "What happened to him? It's been a while since I heard that name."