Story Behind The Song

I used to work for a big corporation, but then got a taste of being a musician full-time one summer, and after traveling for a few weeks, seeing a bunch of new territory, calling my own shots, and playing gigs across the Northwest, realized there was no going back.

Song Description

There's a freedom being on the road as a musician that keeps you from having to do what your boss tells you to do, and there's a realization that you're missing out on a lot of life when you're always doing someone else's bidding.

Lyrics

A travelin' man without a plan
That's when I'm at my best
Though I never really knew it 'til last summer
That's when I tiptoed to the open road
like a fledgeling from the nest
And ever since then, I've been on the run

(chorus) Every time I turn the wheel
'Round a new corner
I see something I've never seen before
And every time I do the things
That other people say I oughtta
Seems I miss out on what life has in store

Now there was a time when the city life was my consistent scene
9 to 5 in a static daily groove
Now my route, well, it's anything but what I'd call routine
I'm just not happy unless I'm on the move

(chorus)

Now the broken white line, it's a friend of mine, but if I had my druthers
The back-roads and the byways would be my choice
Hey, I used to make my pay doin' what they say, keepin' my opinions smothered
But now my job is finding my own voice

(chorus 2x)

Playlist Creator	Playlist Name	Date Added
laserjack	My Top Songs	7/21/2010