First Day Out

Here I am at last, I've just jumped off the train

I'm about to start my life as a wanderer in the rain

I know so many people would give anything to be in my shoes

Well, that's all right for them to say, but my shoes are soaked

right through.

I don't know what made me want to come all the way out here

I guess when I was dreaming, my skies were always clear

Now I'm here in a meadow with the rain streaming through my hair

I guess this is what you call traveling freely, living without

care.

Here I am, all by myself, and I'll admit I'm scared

All I've got is my guitar and a couple of dollars to spare

And I know even that's not gonna last me long.

I suppose I could pick myself up and carry myself back home

But after what I put my folks through, I think I better stay

alone.

Anyhow, five years of aching are packed behind this plan

Since I was ten, I've wanted to get out of the city and live out

on the land.

My parents thought I was crazy and I think now maybe they're

right

But I can still feel the freedom in following the eagle's

flight.

I just had to come and see what all the songs were about

My hope is returning quickly and I don't think there's any doubt

That I'd better start moving if I want to get somewhere

I'll go on to the next town and see what I find there

And stay a while until I go traveling on.