That's me in the photograph looking off to the left   While the other ones laugh at something that someone said   But I didn't hear that   I left my mind in a boxcar, skipping rails in the train yard   Escaping the long arm and the call of home sweet home   But I haven't gone that far…not that far yet      But every lonesome traveler knows   If he wants to go home, he can   If only in a dream, yes he can      I feel good in my new shoes with laces that aren't too loose   But not so tight that I can't take 'em off for a swim in the moonlight   I'll grow some roots when the sun's down   Find a peace in a strange town, don't ask me how   I know this map like that back of my hand   And this train is glory bound      But every lonesome traveler knows   If he wants to go home, he can   If only in a dream, yes he can   Wake up to find he's asleep      Sometime a train gonna wake him up      But every lonesome traveler knows   If he wants to go home, he can   If only in a dream, yes he can   Wake up to find he's at home in a boxcar