No one up here Seems to know me And I don't like The ones that do Everyone is as cold As the weather It's time to buy Some traveling shoes I don't need To pack a suitcase No map to show me Where to go Give me one change Of clothes And a box of Oreos And endless miles Of open road I'm going South of everything Where the air is sweet And church bells ring Back where I come from Back where I belong Down where the sun Shines in the rain And life goes by From a front porch swing You can keep The bitter cold I'm gonna go South of everything Why is everyone In such a hurry No one ever wins A rat race And they wonder why So many go crazy I gotta get out Of this place When I hear someone Ask how I'm doing Or see a stranger wave Behind the wheel Then I'll know I'm headed In the right direction By the peaceful way I feel