
Date of issue: 23.02.2016
Song language: English
Nomad |
Summer fades into burning autumn skies |
Long-haired maidens dance through the amber brome |
Bought a patch of grass out on the countryside |
Hoping I could find myself at home |
But the open road keeps calling me |
A drifter I was meant to be |
Ramblin' on from town to town |
Never catch me settling down |
Autumn lurches into wretched winter storms |
Every creature flees the dying fields in fear |
I face the driving snow and harsh north winds |
And wish that I was somewhere far from here |
But the open road keeps calling me |
A drifter I was meant to be |
Ramblin' on from town to town |
Never catch me settling down |
I hope you find, that unnamable something |
I hope you find, that unnamable something |
If you should die, I’ll tell you one thing: |
I hope you find, that unnamable something |
Staggered back until I hit the bedroom door |
And in the stillness there I made a last resolve |
If I should live to be an elder man or more |
My fate and fortune will be that which I’ve been called |
The open road keeps calling me |
Stranger places I was meant to see |
Feeling trapped within my mind |
Gotta leave before I die |