[Verso 1]
I'm on a red dirt road winding up to a sky of blue
And I left the blacktop back about a mile or two
No more sitting' at home leave the T.V. and the telephone far behind
This life is killing' us all, back roads are looking' mighty fine
Oh, and...
[Verso 2]
I'd like to throw out this cellular
And kick off these shop-shined shoes
Leave the kids at your mama's
And take off to Timbuktu
So give me two sets of mud-grip tracks
Lead-in' off to way out back o' yonder
There's no mountain I can't climb
To satisfy this need of mine to wander
Oh, 'cause...
[Coro]
[bridge]
There's no desert I can't cross
No river too wide
I can do what I want now
'Cause freedom's finally mine