Track 2 of the album Hank's Garage, Again · 2026
Nobody Gets to Tell Me I'm Done
“They told me I was too old for the road and said sell the rig. I'm writing this from the van, thanks.”
slow rock · heartland rock · defiant anthem · 3:56
Lyrics
They said I was too old for the road Said sell the rig, lighten the load Handed me a pamphlet and a gold-plated pen Said rest your bones, it's the end But I've got diesel in my veins And a thousand miles of sun and rain I woke at four and I fired her up Coffee in my hand, and a dented cup Nobody gets to tell me I'm done Not while there's a highway and a rising sun I've got scars and stories and a stubborn heart And I'll keep on rolling till the engine parts A young kid at the truck stop laughed Said "Old man, you're a relic of the past" I tipped my cap and I bought him a pie Said "Son, give it time, you'll understand why" Nobody gets to tell me I'm done Not while there's a highway and a rising sun I've got scars and stories and a stubborn heart And I'll keep on rolling till the engine parts Some days the knees ache, some days the road's long But I hum a little tune, and I carry on Because second chances don't come with a clock They come with the dawn, and a heart that won't stop Nobody gets to tell me I'm done Not while there's a highway and a rising sun I've got scars and stories and a stubborn heart And I'll keep on rolling till the engine parts Nobody gets to tell me I'm done Roll on, roll on, roll on