Well I do not love to ramble around No I don't, I don't And if that makes me a home-loving man, then I am, I am
For why enter in on a circular path? On a pilgrimage leading straight back to where I know I'll drop my guitar I'll abandon my car on the highway Don't send me away Don't set me upon some wild goose chase for freedom, for money, for love
From Portland West to Portland East Yes indeed, indeed Albuquerque, Montreal That's not all, that's not all San Francisco,Chicago Oh no, oh no Cleveland to San Buffalo Oh no, oh no
For why enter in on a circular path? On a pilgrimage leading straight back to where I know I'll drop my guitar I'll abandon my car on the highway Don't send me away Don't set me upon some wild goose chase for freedom, for money, for love