Somewhereville from Somewhereville by Bow Thayer & The Euphorians

A million miles have blown 
down the road
Tryin’ to beat that rollin’ storm
I have found it to be so cold
Just to roam

So I catch another wave, a new day
A road to pave away
I’d surely stay but I ain’t made
To lead this parade

Amazingly, I got all that I need
I got enough I can spread it all around
Apparently, the eccentricities
Tend to surface once you settle down
And the tragedy of familiarity
Tends to breed a notion to leave home
Just to roam

There’s voices in this room 
comin’ through
Tryin’ to tell me just what to do
Be with you, be aloof, or find someone new

Amazingly, I got all that I need
I got enough I can spread it all around
Apparently, the eccentricities
Tend to surface once you settle down
And the tragedy of familiarity
Tends to breed a notion to leave home
Just to roam

Well, I’m finally windin’ down in a town
With my feet on solid ground
Along a trail, with time to kill
In Somewhereville

• Rock
• bluegrass
• folk
• mountain music
• roots
• swamp