Composed at the Augusta folk music camp in West Virgina, August 1994,
to commemorate leaving the 1st company I founded.Chorus
I'm movin' on, I'm movin' on
Though friends say I'm goin' crazy, I know I'm growin' strong
I'm movin' on, I'm movin' on
For your lyin' schemes have gone on far too long.
(2nd line changes each time)
I hired you to help me run my business
First the taxes then the books and more each day
'Till at last your lust for power did reveal you
As a lousy, lyin', cheatin' C.P.A. Chorus ("Though my checkbook's growing weaker...")
Computers are my joy and occupation
Writing software like sweet music to the ear
They can't lie or cheat or be manipulated
I know now why they fill you full of fear Chorus ("Though Bill Gates may say I'm crazy...")
You think that you are safe 'cause I am leaving
With the fruits of all my work I'll start anew
But one by one you'll watch the others leaving
When the last one's left we'll see just who screwed who! Chorus ("Like Steve Jobs I may be crazy...")
(Reprise last line of chorus:)
...And I know I'll find the place where I belong.