Lyrics

He packed his bags and left without a warning
Crossed that line and he never once looked back
His timing wasn't bad but it leaves me rather sad
He didn't feel the need to say goodbye

I guess I got no need to go on moanin'
Feeling sorry for myself the way I do
He was just a loaner, a borrowed soul without an owner
And I reckon it was time to let him go

Go west young man, seek to see all you can
You know you've been a good friend of mine
And you know I'm gonna miss you

He packed his bags and left without a warning
Hauled his furry carcass right through that fence
His timing wasn't bad but it leaves me rather sad
Poor old dog just wouldn't say goodbye

Go west young man, seek to see all you can
You know you've been a good friend of mine
And you know I'm gonna miss you for a long, long time

Music & Lyrics by David Greathouse
© 1991, Sourdough Music, ASCAP