From the recording Thunder Out
Lyrics
She had a need to get away
A desperate need to get away
And though she could not quite explain
We understood she would not stay here for long
He had a need to get away,
A restless heart and debts unpaid
And though he did not have a plan
He had his heart, a sturdy back, and able hands
What makes a person need to leave their home
To pack up their belongings, pull their roots and roam?
Is it the weather, yeah that constant rain
Or the chance to be be a new face with a brand new name?
Some folks weren't born to linger, always been that way
They go from everywhere to anywhere and on again
She found a ticket she could pay
Across the world, far away
She only need to go one way
And after that she couldn't say, could not say
He bought a car when he got paid
He quit his job that same old day
And drove it hard across the plains
He didn't stop 'till next day sun rose again
What makes a person need to leave their home
To gather up their memories, and hit the road?
Is it the weather, yeah that constant rain,
Or the chance to be be a new face with a brand new name?
Some folks weren't born to linger, always been that way
They go from everywhere to anywhere and on again.
It ain't no paid vacation
It ain't no pleasure cruise
It's a whole lot more more like breathing – if you choke it then you lose
It ain't no warm adventure
It ain't no choice to choose
It drives us like the beating of our hearts that we can't mute
And if time's a raging river
In its journey to the sea
Then let's all go to the water with our yearning to be free
And let's find a little courage
Sink our feet into the sway
Let the current seize our bodies and sweep us all away
What makes a person need to leave their home
To say goodbye to everything and go, go, go!
Is it the weather or a love gone bad?
Do you hope to find a place where you don't feel so sad?
Some folks weren't born to linger, always been that way
They go from everywhere to anywhere and on again
They go from everywhere to anywhere, try to ease their pain
But the end is the beginning is the road again
There's a restlessness that's pounding on their waking days
So the sleep of sweet contentment will never kiss their brain
Some folks weren't born to linger, always been that way
They go from everywhere to anywhere and on and on and on