Wild Goose Chase

Well I do not love to ramble around.
 No I don't, I don't.
 And if that makes me a home loving man,
 Then I am.
 I am.
 For I end up in a circular path,
 On a pilgrimage leading straight back.
 To where I know that I'll drop my guitar.
 I'll abandon my car on the highway,
 Don't send me away.
 Don't send me upon this wild goose chase
 For freedom.
 For money.
 For love.
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 From Portland west to Portland east
 Yes indeed, oh indeed.
 Albuquerque and Montreal
 And that's not all, that's not all.
 Cleveland Tucson and buffalo
 Oh no, oh no.
 San Francisco and Chicago
 Oh no, oh no.
 For I end up in a circular path,
 On a pilgrimage leading straight back.
 To where I know that I'll drop my guitar.
 I'll abandon my car on the highway,
 Don't send me away.
 Don't send me upon this wild goose chase
 For freedom.
 For money.
 For love.
 And I do not love to ramble around
 No I don't, I don't.