Originally released on the 'Long, Long Year' Studio Album (1999)
lyrics
Pack your bags and head out on the highway
Leave behind every kind face that you’ve known
I’d tell you now but you’d know that I’d be lying
“Stick around, there’s no place good as home”
I’m sick and tired of the police coming around
Every time i come by your house to pick up all my stuff
I’m gonna point this old guitar towards the western skies
I hope the highway’s long enough
chorus-
Take it from me,
I’ve seen the inside of this big world spinning ‘round
Wishing I was closer to the clouds
And take it from me,
I’ve been here long enough trying to get up off the ground
Now must be time for breaking out
Some say that running’s not the answer
Like I’m trying to leave it all behind
but if I ever make it full circle
I will have earned what is mine
chorus-
You know I’ll miss you but I’ll be seeing you again
Somewhere farther down the line
Sometimes when the spirit’s pushed too far, my friend
The only cure is road and wind and time
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