From the recording Wanderin' Life & Times

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Written by The Elders © 2011
Lyrics by Brent Hoad


I would walk all day to Denver
Though I'm here still, it's all uphill, my steps are not so sure
Since I've got a lot to leave behind
I know by now that I will find what I'm not lookin' for
I would / Swim all night to Saginaw
And I know what I'd be gettin' into if I found the one
Follow where the river flows
Down the road where no man goes Just behind the sun

It's a race inside my soul to keep movin'
Pickin' up whatever is mine
I can't win but I just try to keep from losin’
In my wanderin' life and times

If I took a train to Birmingham
That could have been my battle plan if only she had tried
I thought I had a winning streak
Although my will and words were weak my heart was open wide
I would drive to Van Nuys
With moons around my bloodshot eyes and coffee in my veins
Every roadhouse in between, on rubber, gears and gasoline
If I could see her face

Really hoped that I could see her
And maybe watch her walk on by like I don't know her name
Down by where the water rose, that late night poetry comes and goes
But everything's the same
Maybe I will find her someday
I know the circumstances and the secrets have to hide
I'll just keep it all next to the vest, and keep on rollin' to the west
Across that great divide