And the road becomes my bride
And the road becomes my bride
I have stripped of all but pride
So in her I do confide
And she keeps me satisfied
Gives me all I need
And with dust in throat I crave
Only knowledge will I save
To the game you stay a slave

Rover, wanderer, nomad, vagabond
Call me what you will, yeah

And the Earth becomes my throne
And the Earth becomes my throne
I adapt to the unknown
Under wandering stars I've grown
By myself but not alone
I asked no one
And my ties are severed clean
The less I have, the more I gain
Off the beaten path I reign

Rover, wanderer, nomad, vagabond
Call me what you will
Yeah, you will

Oh, but I'll take my time anywhere
Free to speak my mind anywhere
And I'll redefine anywhere
Anywhere I roam
Where I lay my head is home, yeah