I've always felt more like a country boy
Trapped here in this big old city
And though I live more like a gypsy now
Well still I wonder if you'd ever even miss me
If I were to get away
I think I need to get away
So I'm gonna head out on this long and lonely road
Take a little trip somewhere I just don't know
Try to buy a little time to find my piece of mind
A little time out on my own to figure out what's mine
If I need to get away
Think I need to get away
But I ain't lookin for my freedom
Livin on the streets ain't bad
If you can call the road your kingdom
Though I'm getting tired of living in the cluttered space between
Barley getting by and the bright lights from my dreams
So I'm gonna tote the load and try to carry on
Head out to the great unknown into the great beyond
Where I gotta get away
Where I'm gonna get away
But I ain't lookin for my freedom
Livin on the streets ain't bad
If you can call the road your kingdom
