Circle Back

Ward Bond Was his sidekick rowdy Yates Drove that wagon train out west Right along this interstate 'Cross the high plains of Kansas To the Colorado line Spent a lot of sleepless nights 'round the campfire They had mountains on their minds Well, those high plains people They're different somehow You spent your life leaning into a hard wind I guess, you're less likely to take a bow All these stories buried out here They're calling to me Like the earthquakes in California Like the hills back in Tennessee I gotta circle back and touch something near Find out which way to go just to get on out of here I lost my thread and I've lost some time But it takes a lot of ground for me to change my mind Well, it's ninety nine in Topeka The wind is blowin' hot Blowin' through my oldest daughter's hair With everything else I forgot I drove her out to college Drove back through an empty space Thinkin' back to when she was a baby Tryin' hard to see that face I gotta circle back and touch something near Find out which way to go just to get on out of here Well, I lost my thread and I've lost some time But it takes a lot of ground for me to change my mind Two kids up and at 'em One more left at home She's a spark plug, a real fire cracker And in four years she'll be gone They just blow through your life Like the wind on the plains Like the dust that covers everything 'Til the rivers fill with rain I gotta circle back and touch something near Find out which way to go just to get on out of here Well, I lost my thread and I've lost some time But it takes a lot of ground for me to change my mind Ohh, yeah, I got to circle back I got to circle back, I got to circle back I got to, got to, got to, got to, got to Got to, got to, got to circle back