Goodbye Fairlane, welcome home
Goodbye Fairlane, sometimes you gotta let it go
Pop up the collar, rev up the ole’ Ford motor
Throw the cases in back, we’re headed for the local tap
I hear the kids really have it packed
The spray paint is fading, nothing seems to stay the same
It was great, it was fun, and suddenly it's done
And another generation begun.
You've got two In the doorway, and two to welcome you home
Goodbye Fairlane, welcome home
Goodbye Fairlane, sometimes you gotta let it go
Faded robes and softened memories
You find that under the rust it really wasn’t so bad
Even a good goodbye like an old friend
With a jacket pillow, sprawled across the floor of the van
Making empties one after another
Good and drunk again.
A solid drunk again
Who would have guessed, you’d be grounded in a trade
Kind of have it made
Electricity rules okay, electricity rules
You’ve got two in the doorway, two to welcome you home
Goodbye Fairlane, welcome home
Goodbye Fairlane, sometimes you gotta let it go
(c) Stanfield