Where the Wind Blows

Maybe I’ll pack up my things and get the hell out of this place
Maybe I’ll jump in my truck and leave without a trace
Maybe I’ll write a little note so no one would cry for me
And that’s the way it should be
Wherever the wind may blow
I know that I’ll be welcome
Wherever the wind may blow
Then I’ll head up to Winslow I heard the weather’s nice this time of year
Then head up to Wyoming, find myself a wife
Maybe settle down for a little while till I find out who she really is
I’ll hit the road, she can keep the kids
Makin my way to San Anton before I find my way back home
Home… where I know I’ll never be alone
But when the stress of life seems to get the upper hand
I close my eyes and let the breeze take me away