Lyrics:

Way out on the mountain near the sky hidin' from the cold realities of life
Shakin' that old road dust off my heels I give my heart and mind the chance to heal
Then I'll go somewhere and sing my songs again
More than likely ride back to the places I have been
In fairness to my music and my friends so I'll go somewhere and sing my songs again

A racoon stole my minnoes in the night I appreciate his need and his appetite
But like me he doesn't have to roam Lord it's true that man can't live on bread alone
So I'll go somewhere...
( ac.guitar )
Oh it feels so good to have a simple wish where life and death is me and some old fish
Poor king sits with a cold beer in his hand
And he surveys a clear blue kingdom on the sand
So I'll go somewhere...