Lyrics:

Black smoke rollin' out a tailpipe down a dirt road
Old steel wheels still spinning like new
Barbed wire fence posts and blue skies forever
White frame farm house with a front porch view
Hey I'd give anything for a front porch view

They say some souls are just born to run
Well I grew up thinkin' I was one
But I'm drawn to the west where I come from
Like a sunflower follows the sun
Like a sunflower follows the sun

Roots grow weak when they're searching for water
The years go slow when you're waitin' on rain
Life ain't nothing like a postcard picture
It's a tumbleweed blowing across a dusty plain
Can be a tumbleweed blowing across a dusty plain

They say some souls are just born to run
Well I grew up thinkin' I was one
But I'm drawn to the west where I come from
Like a sunflower follows the sun
Like a sunflower follows the sun

They say some souls are just born to run
I grew up thinkin' I was one
But I'm drawn to the west where I come from

Like a sunflower follows the sun
Like a sunflower follows the sun