Sometimes, I go out walkin' But most-the-time I don't know what I'm doing Some nights, I go out drinkin' But most-the-time I don't know what I'm thinkin' This morning I went out truckin' I could feel the wind in my eyes And I just kept on thinking What'll be my next surprise? Will I see all my loved ones? Will I see all my friends? Will I see all my old lovers Crying from a fence? There's gotta be more than nothing There's gotta be something Just what, what, what's gonna happen? When we finally reach our end Just what, what, what's gonna happen? When they turn around and come Come get us again Come get us again I don't know just what I'm doing And neither, neither do you But everything's alright, kid I'll leave it up to you I'll leave it up to you