Sometimes I get an itch to go off wanderin' I keep scratching but it never lets me be It doesn't have to be some far-off distant island Any old backroad is fine by me I still feel the urge to follow I still hear that ancient call to roam When I'm done, I'll circle back around And let some backroad lead me home It doesn't take that much to make me happy A new song on the wind calling my name The scent of truth and I can't help but follow I chase it down through the hills in the pouring rain I still feel the urge to follow I still hear that ancient call to roam When I'm done, I'll circle back around And let some backroad lead me home Sometimes I think I just like to go off So I can find my way back home again And see my porch light burning brightly A lighthouse reaching out to some old friend Sayin' Come on in, tell me where've ya been So if you see me out there on some county backroad Or having breakfast at some Driftless town café It's only me drinking in the landscape I fill my cup, then I'll be on my way I still feel the urge to follow I still hear that ancient call to roam When I'm done, I'll circle back around And let some backroad lead me home