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 with things I did The things I did
Someday I'll go where there ain't no rain or snow 'Til 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
No, I'd rather walk a windy road Rather know the things I know See the world with my own eyes No regrets, no looking back, no goodbyes No goodbyes
Someday I'll go where there ain't no rain or snow 'Til then, I travel alone And I make my bed with the stars above my head And I dream of a place called home
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And someday I'll go where there ain't no rain or snow 'Til 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
Compositores: Kimberly Kay Richey (Richey Kim), Michael James Henderson (Henderson Mike) ECAD: Obra #1619165