I'm headed there over them far mountains
Someone said that's where the fountain of youth is
Past old lines drawn in sand
Past time, past pretend
Where all the friends are friends again
I see now what I done wrong
I should of faced it I shouldn't have run
I was alone on the lost roads
No signs of myself or of a home
When I was sorry for every sorry I owed
Pick me up, goddamn I'm beaten down
If you want me you can take me, take it home what you found
Because when what you do
Finally gets done back unto you
You get to thinkin' 'bout what you done and you do