Richard Thompson

I am a travelling man, I have no country
And travelling people are my kin by birth
No chains will keep me from my destination
And far-flung are my footsteps on this earth
There's something in my mind that makes me
Something in the wind that takes me
Like the dust, I'm blown out on the street again
Restless highway
I need to leave this town behind
Restless highway
Come see the country of my mind
You hear my footsteps
Wherever this rocky road will wind
This empty restless highway is my heart
By way of trade I am anything you fancy
I'll sew your purse, I'll milk your garden cow
I'll shine your shoes or sew your silver button
I'll punch your nose, I'll sharpen up your plough
There's something in my mind that makes me
Something in the wind that takes me
Like the dust, I'm blown out on the street again
Restless highway
I need to leave this town behind
Restless highway
Come see the country of my mind
You hear my footsteps wherever this rocky road will wind
This empty restless highway is my heart
Restless highway
I need to leave this town behind
Restless highway
Come see the country of my mind
You hear my footsteps wherever this rocky road will wind
This empty restless highway is my heart
This empty restless highway is my heart