A way out on the mountain near the sky   Hiding from the cold realities of life   Shaking that old road dust off my heels   I give my heart and mind a chance to heal      Then I'll go somewhere and sing my songs again   More than likely ride back to the places that I've been   In fairness to my music and my friends   I'll go somewhere and sing my songs again      A raccoon stole my minnows in the night   Thought I appreciate his need and his appetite   But unlike me he doesn't have to roam   And it's true that man can't live on bread alone      Then I'll go somewhere and sing my songs again   More than likely ride back to the places that I've been   In fairness to my music and my friends   I'll go somewhere and sing my songs again      It feels so good to have a simple wish   Where life and death is me and some old fish   Poor king sits with a cold beer in his hand   And surveys a clear blue kingdom on the sand      Then I'll go somewhere and sing my songs again   More than likely ride back to the places that I've been   In fairness to my music and my friends   I'll go somewhere and sing my songs again   I'll go somewhere and sing my songs again