Folk acoustic, Medium tempo, organic, warm, positive, heartfelt, nostalgic, American, country, western, emotional, singer songwriter, Male vocals, acoustic guitar, upright bass, percussion, hand claps, mandolin
Don't hold me down; don't fence me in.
My feet on the ground; back t'wards the wind.
Traveling round; I've been there and back again.
Remember the way it was back then?
Maybe you're wondering where I've been.
I've been around. I've been wandering.
Don't fail me now, fairweathered friend.
Remember the time we used to spend?
Don't let me drown in this sea I'm swimming in.
I've been lost and found and lost again.
[...] this town wears me thing.
I'll be around. I'll be wandering.
World goes 'round, 'round it spins.
Tide rolls out, rolls back in.
The sun, it goes down.
And comes back up again.
Aww, fare thee well, fairweathered friend.
Till the day we meet again.
And I'll be around.
I'll be wandering.
I keep moving around;
Keep wandering.