A way out on the mountain near the sky Hiding from the cold realities of life Shaking that old road dust off my heels I give my heart and mind a chance to heal Then I'll go somewhere and sing my songs again More than likely ride back to the places that I've been In fairness to my music and my friends I'll go somewhere and sing my songs again A raccoon stole my minnows in the night Thought I appreciate his need and his appetite But unlike me he doesn't have to roam And it's true that man can't live on bread alone Then I'll go somewhere and sing my songs again More than likely ride back to the places that I've been In fairness to my music and my friends I'll go somewhere and sing my songs again 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 surveys a clear blue kingdom on the sand Then I'll go somewhere and sing my songs again More than likely ride back to the places that I've been In fairness to my music and my friends I'll go somewhere and sing my songs again I'll go somewhere and sing my songs again