The Road

The road rolls off to the distance Winding like a snake in the sand Born with the soul of a wanderer And right this minute is all I got planned All I own is on my back seat Where I can see what I've left behind Head where the sky and the land both meet Where everyday's a new place to find The air is sweet from a summer wind That's blowing in from way out to sea My home's two wheels and a full tank of juice With a jesus doll to watch over me I met up with some travelling folk We may never meet up again Only the eagle knows freedom like this She never learned the meaning of change He never learned the meaning of chains Lay my hat at the roadside Rest these weary wandering bones I always knew I was just passing through Everywhere and nowhere is my home Dont need roots I just need road signs To any place I want to be See the whole world in my lifetime The road has always been home to me Lay my hat at the roadside Rest these wandering bonesRest these wandering bones And I always knew I was just passing through Everywhere and nowhere is my home Everywhere and nowhere is my home My journey home Only the eagle knows freedom like this.