Somewhere in America
©1993 Eric Bogle - Greentrax

Across the North Dakota hills, the twilit road unwinds.
The setting sun spreads showers of gold among the dark green pines.
Evening shadows change from grey to an ever deepening blue
And I'm somewhere in America, half a world away from you.

With sixteen towns behind me now, and sixteen more to go,
I've long since stopped believing in the romance of the road.
Though friends and kind hearts wait for me in the town I'm heading to,
Still I'm somewhere in America, half a world away from you.

And the road goes on and on and on, and the road goes on and on and on.

Here and there along the road, welcoming and bright,
the lights from farms and homesteads pierce the dark Dakota night.
But their brightness shines on others' lives, their welcome's for their own,
And I'm somewhere in America, half a world away from home.

But well you know I love this life, the endless road's a stage,
And music's a fever in the blood- a wild bird in a cage.
You and I let that wild bird fly, its bright dreams to pursue,
So now I'm somewhere in America, half a world away from you.