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
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