Well the wind went whistlin’ on, on through the pines
And the western sky bled stunning hues, all whiskey and red
I swam through the summer, my woman still fresh on my mind
And it’s warm, warm weather, and I’m feeling fine
Got a cool view, constellations they crawl ‘cross the sky
And the moon breathes sweet gospel music deep in my head
I walk through this woods listening to the wisdom of trees
And it’s a long time comin’ I pack up and leave
Well the street it’s an odd mistress urging me by
And the horizon haze in the heat is beckoning me
I walk on the shoulder, my thumb is bent to the sky
And it’s home, home, home, I’ll be by and by
Well the west coast it disappears into a glory of sea
And the ships they come and they go, just dots ‘neath the sky
I step into water, let the current carry me
And I disappear, floating on for eternity
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