Won't Be Coming Back

(albüm: The Infamous Stringdusters - 2008)

I left my home and family
To seek my fortune fair
I went north into the city
But I didn't find it there
Met a million women
No two were the same
If I had only met the one
That I'd let have my name

All alone on a lonesome, desert highway
My best laid plans had failed
I put my face in a woman
And I wound up in jail
Love, she was a-holding
And I chose to take the blame
I was in and she was gone
But loved her just the same

I've seen a lot of country
And I moved from place to place
I don't remember names
But I can't forget her face
It's not a place that I been to
That I could call my home
An' I can't hope to settle down
Down seems I'm meant to roam

All those years spent searching for something
Going around the bend
All I ever wanted
Was to see her again, yeah

On a go for California
I slept out on the sand
I drove the coastal highways
I drive them all again
An' if you aim to find me
I'll be out on the track
This maybe the last to seeing me
No, we won't be coming back