To a brighter light, to a promised land, you can feel the power, of the master's hand.
He wants his home and security, he wants to live like a sailor at sea.
Even in junior high, I always knew I had a talent for music and I knew I could make money that way.
When I try to write I try to write something different every time. That's the challenge.
I can only get my drummer in the winter; he plays with Grand Funk all summer.
Stood alone on a mountain top, starin' out at the Great Divide. I could go east, I could go west, it was all up to me to decide. Just then I saw a young hawk flyin' and my soul began to rise.