Texty: Shane Yellowbird. Here.

I've been to school in Boston
Played my guitar down in Austin
Driven eighteen wheels outta Delaware
I've laid pipline in Alazka, detasselted corn in West Nebraska
Grab a map, pick a spot, I've probably been there
Goin' nowhere, goin' nowhere

I've spent a summer on a boat off the California coast
I've seen the snow fall on the cedars of Vermont
Of all the places I've traveled, from Miami to Seattle
Girl I never dreamed I would've ended up

Here, looking in your eyes while the Alabama sun sets in the West
Who whoulda guessed, that I'd be
Here lying by your side with my hands running through your auburn hair
I coulda wound up anywhere
But baby all I know is that every winding road led me...
Here

Now I kick off these restless boots
Set down and sink some roots
Deep with you in this red Montgomery clay
No more trucks, no more trains

No more boats and more airplanes
Cause baby I've got everything I need

Here, looking in your eyes while the Alabama sun sets in the West
Who whoulda guessed, that I'd be
Here lying by your side with my hands running through your auburn hair
I coulda wound up anywhere
But baby all I know is that every winding road led me...
Here

If those winds of change keep blowin'
Then they call my name, but baby I'll be goin
Goin nowhere
Goin' nowhere....but

Here, looking in your eyes while the Alabama sun sets in the West
Who whoulda guessed, that I'd be
Here lying by your side with my hands running through your auburn hair
I'm going nowhere but here
goin' nowhere