Call the folks, leave a note, lock the    Doors and windows   Pack the truck, here's to luck   Here’s to how the wind blows   Now lose the map and compass   Now read the signs obey the lines   Follow all your hunches   'Cause now it's just the open road   One small heart and a great big soul that's driving      Radio singing low just like a true companion   L.A.'s lights wavy bright, they follow like a lantern   Then morning comes and desert sun   Rises like redemption   Another day to make your way from answer   Back to question   Out here on the open road   One small heart and a great big soul that's driving      No set of directions, no shortcuts   Just some empty soda cans,   Some cigarette butts   The key to traveling light is to    Not need very much      Late tonight you'll see the lights of a   Thousand stars above you   And at a roadside stop you’ll   Call to talk to a voice   Back home that swears to love you   But at the sound of the tone you’ll   Hang up the phone   And peel out of that joint   You might try again God knows when;   At least they got the point   They lost you to the open road, one small heart   And a great big soul    That's driving, driving   Out here on the open road   One small heart and a great big soul that's driving