Well, it's not hard to see, Anyone who looks at me Knows I am just a rolling stone, Never landing anyplace to call my own. To call my own...
Well, it seems like so long ago, But it really ain't you know. I started out a crazy kid, Miracle I made it through the things I did. The things I did...
Someday I'll go where there ain't no rain or snow, Till then I travel alone. And I make my bed with the stars above my head, And dream of a place called home.
I had a chance to settle down, Get a job and live in town. Work in some old factory, I never liked the foreman standing over me. Over me...
Oh, I’d rather walk a winding road, Rather know the things I know. And see the world with my own eyes, No regrets, no looking back and no goodbyes. No goodbyes...
Someday I'll go where there ain't no rain or snow, Till then I travel alone. And I make my bed with the stars above my head, And I dream of a place called home.
And someday I'll go where there ain't no rain or snow, Till then I travel alone. And I make my bed with the stars above my head, And dream of a place called home.
Someday I'll go where there ain't no rain or snow, And dream of a place called home...