Way out on the mountain near the sky hidin` from the cold realities of life
Shakin` that old road dust off my heels I give my heart and mind the chance to heal
Then I`ll go somewhere and sing my songs again
More than likely ride back to the places I have been
In fairness to my music and my friends so I`ll go somewhere and sing my songs again
A racoon stole my minnoes in the night I appreciate his need and his appetite
But like me he doesn`t have to roam Lord it`s true that man can`t live on bread alone
So I`ll go somewhere...
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Oh it feels so good to have a simple wish where life and death is me and some old fish
Poor king sits with a cold beer in his hand
And he surveys a clear blue kingdom on the sand
So I`ll go somewhere...