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