I've been to school in Boston|Played my guitar down in Austin|Driven eighteen wheels outta Delaware|I've laid pipline in Alazka, detasselted corn in West Nebraska|Grab a map, pick a spot, I've probably been there|Goin' nowhere, goin' nowhere|I've spent a summer on a boat off the California coast|I've seen the snow fall on the cedars of Vermont|Of all the places I've traveled, from Miami to Seattle|Girl I never dreamed I would've ended up|Here, looking in your eyes while the Alabama sun sets in the West|Who whoulda guessed, that I'd be|Here lying by your side with my hands running through your auburn hair|I coulda wound up anywhere|But baby all I know is that every winding road led me...|Here|Now I kick off these restless boots|Set down and sink some roots|Deep with you in this red Montgomery clay|No more trucks, no more trains|No more boats and more airplanes|Cause baby I've got everything I need|Here, looking in your eyes while the Alabama sun sets in the West|Who whoulda guessed, that I'd be|Here lying by your side with my hands running through your auburn hair|I coulda wound up anywhere|But baby all I know is that every winding road led me...|Here|If those winds of change keep blowin'|Then they call my name, but baby I'll be goin|Goin nowhere|Goin' nowhere....but|Here, looking in your eyes while the Alabama sun sets in the West|Who whoulda guessed, that I'd be|Here lying by your side with my hands running through your auburn hair|I'm going nowhere but here|goin' nowhere|