Beaten paths I walk today Who knows where this will end Strangers stare with judging eyes They don't know where I've been If they could see my weathered shoes From storms that I've been through They would know just what it's like to tread this avenue
And I long to feel something that is old And I long to be the one someone can hold Say goodbye to that gypsy life I hope that I can settle down and watch the seasons change Plant my feet deep in the ground where people know my name