Bound to Wander - Ron Hicks
I am bound to wander aimless
You can come along or wave a sad goodbye
Gonna roll with the good times over plains and mountains
Gonna have`em all before I die
Gonna carry my own weight cross a lonesome valley
From Portland Oregon to Portland Maine
Down every freeway, down the darkest alley
Gonna carry my own weight till the day I die
Hitch a rlde on a freight train, take a bus with my spare change
gonna roll downtown. gonna roll downtown
Aim I goona fly on no wings of sorrow
To the heart of the city gonna roll downtown
When the summer plays out and the autumn falls down
Upon her knees, I`II be on the run
Gonna pick the stars out in a midnight harvest
Gonna save their silver for the springtime sun