Free Man's Anthem

There's something 'bout the way the wind blows through your hair
When you're driving on and on, not going anywhere
You get a feeling that you've got nothing to lose
Got nothing in the bank, but everything to choose
Ain't got a single thing to do to pass the time
No hills in front of me to climb
Whichever way the wind decides it wants to blow
That's the direction I will go

The song I'm singing is the free man's anthem
I'm tired of whistling the blues
Won't live like I am being held for ransom
I want to have the power to choose

There's something 'bout the way the sun comes up and down
Yet nothing happens in this sleepy little town
And still I'm sitting, waiting, ready by my door
For some adventure I have never known before
The moment inspiration strikes, I'm on my way
'Cause every day's a holiday
When I decide that I have reached the great unknown
That's when I'll set my course for home

The song I'm singing is the free man's anthem
I'm tired of whistling the blues
Won't live like I am being held for ransom
I want to have the power to choose

I'm rolling on along this gypsy highway
Where independence comes alive
The river of my dreams is flowing my way
But it don't run from nine to five

The song I'm singing is the free man's anthem
I'm tired of whistling the blues
Won't live like I am being held for ransom
I want to have the power to choose

I'm rolling on along this gypsy highway
Where independence comes alive
The river of my dreams is flowing my way
But it don't run from nine to five