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