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Well I do not love to ramble around.

No I don’t, I don’t.

And if that makes me a home loving man,

Then I am.

I am.

For I end up in a circular path,

On a pilgrimage leading straight back.

To where I know that I’ll drop my guitar.

I’ll abandon my car on the highway,

Don’t send me away.

Don’t send me upon this wild goose chase

For freedom.

For money.

For love.

From Portland west to Portland east

Yes indeed, oh indeed.

Albuquerque and Montreal

And that’s not all, that’s not all.

Cleveland Tucson and buffalo

Oh no, oh no.

San Francisco and Chicago

Oh no, oh no.

For I end up in a circular path,

On a pilgrimage leading straight back.

To where I know that I’ll drop my guitar.

I’ll abandon my car on the highway,

Don’t send me away.

Don’t send me upon this wild goose chase

For freedom.

For money.

For love.

And I do not love to ramble around

No I don’t, I don’t.