Roaming Soul

Knocked down for the last time
Stood up for the first
Oh
I gave you my best days
You gave me your worst
Oh

I filled my case with memories
Possessions and clothes
I closed the door on all that misery and I
Step out into the cold
Oh

'Cause I've cut myself free at last
My hands are no longer tied
'Cause I'm a roaming
Roaming
Roaming
Roaming soul
Hitching a ride

Black clouds hang above me
I think that it might rain
Yeah, yeah
I turn around, see your shelter but I
I carry on all the same
Oh

'Cause I've cut myself free at last
My hands are no longer tied
'Cause I'm a roaming
Roaming
Roaming
Roaming soul
Hitching a ride

And I'm hitching a ride
And I'm hitching a ride
Ride
And I'm hitching a ride
And I'm hitching a ride
And I won't turn back
Oh

I've cut myself free at last
My hands are no longer tied
'Cause I'm a roaming
Roaming
Roaming
Roaming soul
Hitching a ride

And I've cut myself free at last
My hands are no longer tied



Credits
Writer(s): Georgia Train, Benjamin James Richards
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