When the open sky meets the trail When the restless wind blows on the sail My listless leaves will flutter fall When the horizon's beckon calls
The road is wide, the passage free The trip goes on and on endlessly Through all the ways to no return Should I stumble, I may learn
Stitch a patch upon my pack Hoist the sac upon my back With my staff and one good eye I may laugh and I may cry
The road is wide, the passage free The trip goes on and on endlessly...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
