[Verse 1] I’ve roamed wherever the wind has blown, From Portland’s rain to San Antone, Sandy Hook mornings, Frisco nights, Once you catch that itch, it sticks for life. [Verse 2] I’ve swore a time or two I’d stay, Put down my roots and walk away, But the breeze just whispers low and chill, "Darlin’, we both know you never will." [Chorus] I ain’t made for walls or ties that bind, Like smoke on the wind, I drift each time. Might find a home, but the road’s my will, Once you get the habit—you can’t keep still. [Verse 3] Mansion halls or county jail, None could hold me when I sail, A gypsy sparrow, wild and free, Singin’ this old song in me. [Bridge] The sun rolls west, the highway hums, Callin’ like a lonesome drum, No use fightin’ that old thrill, When the road’s the only cure for ill. [Chorus - Repeat] I ain’t made for walls or ties that bind, Like smoke on the wind, I drift each time. Might find a home, but the road’s my will, Once you get the habit—you can’t keep still. [Outro - Softly] So lay me down where the wild grass grows, With the wind to carry, the sky to hold, Till even my dust rides the next high hill— A wanderer’s heart just can’t keep still.
