Capo 2I went to the barroom last night, I promised not to drinkBefore I went out the door that night I should have promised not to thinkAbout the flipside of my actions when I came home aloneBut I'm leavin' too so if you come back you can expect to find me goneAnd if you wonder where I am tell you where I'll beDon't use a map or a directory cuz' I don't like making plans or problemsI just like knockin' around cuz' doing nothing feels like somethingWhen your somewhere south of townTrees bring shade to a porch swing morning, the air smells somwhat cleanMy only luxuries are my memories and they make room for my dreamsAnd pastures I've seen lots or pastures and dirt roads I've seen oneIt may not take me to a destination but my destiny is just begunRepeat Chorus(I just like making my rounds)Key change toMaybe tomorrow you can find another manTomorrow won't take care of today, tomorrow is the second handAnd postcards say I'm sorry for lack of a better of a wordBut goodbye says I'll love you, goodbye never hurtYou can go to Puerto Rico spend your weekdays in the sunAnd you can kill time looking at historical markers along the Highway 21But if you drive as far Crockett, TX or if you get on a planeYou can think of me in terms of your memories but you'll never hear me complainChorusInstrumental Outro
