you must go

when that howling wind

comes to carry you again

just like your next of kin

you must go

to a far away place

where you don't recognize one face

don't unpack your old suitcase

cause you must go

you must go and you must ramble

through every briar and bramble

till your life is in a shambles

maybe then you will know

you were born to blunder

born to wander

born to wonder

even when you're six feet under

there's place

that you must go

it is something you done

are you loyal to no one

turn your back on the sun

and you must go

it it something she said

you keep this all up in your head

now your face is turning red

and you must go

love is in the air

you can smell it everywhere

its in your clothes

it's in her hair

ah

you better get out of there

it's gonna take a midnight train

to straighten out your winding brain

like a snake in the rain

you must go