Grass won't grow on concrete You can't catch fish on main street The stream of traffic ain't no place to swim Some folk love the city Those neon lights are pretty But this ole boys done had enough of them
So I'm going to catch a North wind do a little drifting Going to see the best friend I've ever known Going to catch a North wind do a little living Going where my hearts been I'm a going home
There's clear pure water flowing in the valleys where I'm going and only snow capped mountains scrape the sky There's still wide open spaces The eagles don't live in cages And the air you breath is enough to get you high
So I'm going to catch a North wind do a little drifting Going to see the best friend I've ever known Going to catch a North wind do a little living Going where my hearts been I'm a going home
Momma's frying chicken on the old wood stove I can smell the gravy in the pan Going to tell my Susie that I love her so and I'll never ever leave again
Going to catch a North wind do a little drifting Going to see the best friend I've ever known Going to catch a North wind do a little living Going where my hearts been I'm a going home Going where my hearts been I'm going home.