Where do ya go, Child of the West
One thing I know
You were better than the rest
Better than the rest...
When did you leave us behind
You kept the hour of your discontent a mystery
You thought there were no ties to bind
A ghost without a future, past or history
Who can find blame in the man?
He only followed where his wandering heart was leading
It must have been part of the plan
To keep the distance long and vision fleeting
Where do you lay down tonight?
© 1984 by Judith Zweiman (music/lyrics) and Tiger Williams (lyrics)