Rollin' nowhere - Michael Martin Murphey

Rollin' nowhere, flashing signs

Passing shadows, bitter wine

Rollin' nowhere, now I find

My heart’s a lonesome line

Down by the muddy river

In a jungle with no name

Let the smoke rise from the fire

Let the story fan the flame

In a burnin' need for rollin'

'Til the world looks all the same

Rollin' nowhere

Let my mind be free of questions

Let my heart be free of fears

Let my eyes see only motion

Let a day become a year

In a blur of rollin' nowhere

'Til I’m way out in the clear

Rollin' nowhere

Every tramp will soon discover

With the dawning of the light

You can’t stay in the mission

If you don’t know wrong from right

So you keep on movin' faster

Leave your conscience out of sight

A barber can’t make a livin'

Off a man who won’t be shaved

Preacher can’t make a livin'

Off a man who won’t be saved

He might accept your welfare

But he’ll run right over your grave

Rollin' nowhere