John Denver

All of my memories lay in the life of the highway
All of my nights in old motels and sleeping alone
All of my days on the road with no one beside me
All of my dreams of a place that I can call home
Somewhere in the shade near the sound of a sweet singin' river
Somewhere in the sun where the mountains make love to the sky
Somewhere to build me a faith, a farm and a family
Somewhere to grow older, and somewhere a reason to try
'Cause I'm tired of big cities and so tired of big city ways
Scratchin' off sunsets, and walkin' around in the maze
Some sweet taxi dancer's tryin' to save me from bein' alone
Ah, it's much worse than lonely, there is no place that I really belong
I want to be home
I'm leavin' this city life
In my mind I'm flyin' away
I'm leavin' tomorrow and all of the old yesterdays
I'm leavin' the trash cans, the bright lights, the telephone lines
I'm leavin' my sorrows and all of my memories behind
To see what I find
Somewhere in the shade near the sound of a sweet singin' river
Somewhere in the sun where the mountains make love to the sky
Somewhere to build me a faith, a farm, and a family
Somewhere to grow older, and somewhere a reason to try
Somewhere to grow older, somewhere to laydown and die