in the fall leaves turn brown

nature sngs it song takes its course

now i know il be aveling on

winters comming theeairis gettng cold

birds are flying down teh highway in the sky

this place is chaningso ami

ive got to leave itall behind

then someday ill beback to to claim whats mine

and ont wory

someday ill be comming home



yes and dnt worry nw

someay ill be comming home



i dont knwo where i want to go but theres

one thing i know ive got o be on my own

s watch meas i go rambling down the road

singing songs of tales untold

mystery men and the day of old

im going where my dreams can b

where life is not reality where visons clad in colos true

can ake me wher eim going to anddont worry

someday ill be cmmng home

yes and dontworry now

someday ill be comming home



i dont now what im looking for

im ooking for an open door

to take me wher ei can live my life

the way wantto

ill do things my way

right or wrong

play and sing all day long

have my and tret it well

and be kind to my fellow man

you may say this aint right

thats how ill go about my life

ill be light as a feather floating here and there

i dont know

someday ill be comming home



yes and dont worry now

someday ill be comming hoe



im comming hom

im comming home

dont worry now