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Well I do not love to ramble aroundNo I don't, I don'tAnd if that makes me a home-loving man, then I am, I amFor why enter in on a circular path?On a pilgrimage leading straight backto where I know I'll drop my guitarI'll abandon my car on the highwayDon't send me awayDon't set me upon some wild goose chasefor freedom, for money, for loveFrom Portland West to Portland EastYes indeed, indeedAlbuquerque, Montreal That's not all, that's not allSan Francisco,ChicagoOh no, oh noCleveland to San BuffaloOh no, oh noFor why enter in on a circular path?On a pilgrimage leading straight backto where I know I'll drop my guitarI'll abandon my car on the highwayDon't send me awayDon't set me upon some wild goose chasefor freedom, for money, for love From Letras Mania