MY ROOTS ARE WHEELS

MY ROOTS ARE WHEELS My heaven is the highway my home no fixed abode I always follow rainbows and find my pots of gold Don't expect me to remain as I haven't got the time The chains you use to hold me are only in your mind My home is the horizon my heart a step beyond Dedication to St Christopher is my one and only bond It's impossible to pin me down or make me a slave The moment that I settle down will be when I'm in my grave My roots are wheels you can't chock them

My hopes are real you won't dash them My ties are wings you can't clip them My thoughts run free you won't catch them

With a toothbrush and a suitcase and a wave goodbye As I pass on again into yet another life With the dawning of another day I'm in another place And every time I smile it is to another face With a sea blue sky and a sky blue sea And hills and valleys and cities between All the glory of the Earth unfolds before me As I constantly change my view and my scene

My roots are wheels you can't chock them ...

So give up your jobs and put your houses up for sale You'll be as happy as I when you set out on the trail Sever your connections and tie up all loose ends And find an adventure around the next bend Fly by night drive by day or sail with the sun Just buy a one way ticket and your life has begun Turn the golden key for an existence nomadic Why keep your safe security if you can be erratic?

My roots are wheels you can't chock them ...