That's me in the photograph looking off to the left
While the other ones laugh at something that someone said
But I didn't hear that
I left my mind in a boxcar, skipping rails in the train yard
Escaping the long arm and the call of home sweet home
But I haven't gone that far not that far yet
But every lonesome traveler knows
If he wants to go home, he can
If only in a dream, yes he can
I feel good in my new shoes with laces that aren't too loose
But not so tight that I can't take 'em off for a swim in the moonlight
I'll grow some roots when the sun's down
Find a peace in a strange town, don't ask me how
I know this map like that back of my hand
And this train is glory bound
But every lonesome traveler knows
If he wants to go home, he can
If only in a dream, yes he can
Wake up to find he's asleep
Sometime a train gonna wake him up
But every lonesome traveler knows
If he wants to go home, he can
If only in a dream, yes he can
Wake up to find he's at home in a boxcar
