A wild haired country boy had his silver dream
Ticked to the highways see the city scenes
Jumped him some free rides just anywhere to bound
Have him some good times in big city towns
I had to git around
I rode the LA freeway to see Bolder Maine
And every town was beautiful and it's all way in between
Made friends I'd like to see again while makin' me some tracks
But the strongest memorys of all is callin' me back
Callin' me back
To that Oklahoma mountain where the dream all began
Where the old hooter is callin' and the colors never end
When the grandmother's lovin' is stronger than the smoke blowin' from the stack
Lord it's callin' me back
Callin' me back callin' me back
[ guitar ]
I had my chance to wander had my chance to roam
Many town have almost made me feelin' home
But my heart took me in a circle I had a lesson left to learn
The highway gives a freedom but the soul must return
It wanna return
To that Oklahoma mountain where the dream all began...
To that Oklahoma mountain where the dream all began...
To that Oklahoma mountain where the dream all began...
