Sometimes I get an itch to go off wanderin'

I keep scratching but it never lets me be

It doesn't have to be some far-off distant island

Any old backroad is fine by me

I still feel the urge to follow

I still hear that ancient call to roam

When I'm done, I'll circle back around

And let some backroad lead me home

It doesn't take that much to make me happy

A new song on the wind calling my name

The scent of truth and I can't help but follow

I chase it down through the hills in the pouring rain

I still feel the urge to follow

I still hear that ancient call to roam

When I'm done, I'll circle back around

And let some backroad lead me home

Sometimes I think I just like to go off

So I can find my way back home again

And see my porch light burning brightly

A lighthouse reaching out to some old friend

Sayin' Come on in, tell me where've ya been

So if you see me out there on some county backroad

Or having breakfast at some Driftless town café

It's only me drinking in the landscape

I fill my cup, then I'll be on my way

I still feel the urge to follow

I still hear that ancient call to roam

When I'm done, I'll circle back around

And let some backroad lead me home