In a southern town where I was born that´s where I got my education
I worked in the fields and I walked in the woods and I wondered at creation
I recall the sun in the skies of blue and the smell of green things growin´

And I lived everyday and I lived anyway anyway the wind was blowin´
But then I heard of a cultured city life breath taking lofty steeples
And the day I called myself a man I left my land and my people
And I rambled north and I rambled east and I tested and I tasted
And a girl or two took me around and around but always left me wasted
In the world that´s all concrete and steel with nothin´ green ever growin´
Where the buildings hide the risin´ sun and stop the free wind from blowin´
Where they sleep all day and they wake all night to a world of drink and laughter
I met that girl that I thought would be the one that I was after

In a soft blue gown and a formal tux beneath that lofty steeple
He said do you Barbara take this man will you be one of his people
And she said I will and she said I do and the world looked mighty pretty
And we lived in a fancy downtown flat cause she loved the noisy city
Then the days grew cold beneath the yellow sky and I longed for green things growin´
And I talked of home and my people there but she´d not agreed a goin´
Then her hazel eyes turned away from me with the look that wasn´t very pretty
And she turned into concrete and steel and she said I´ll take the city
Now the cars go by on the Interstate and my pack is on my shoulder

And I´m goin´ home where I belong much wiser now and older