Fugitive Soul Video (MV)

I like your town, I like the way you live
I like the dry wit in your watering hole
I like your dusty roads and hidden farms
And your hills they feel like open arms
Never thought I'd find a place to fill that role
So spare some good grace for a fugitive soul

As you all know, I don't come from around here
The dead-end roads I've walked all led somewhere
But I've never had a gravestone to honour
If it took roots to survive, I'd be a goner
I've been a nomad, an outcast and a stray
But I feel no need to go walkabout today

I like your town, I like the way you live
I like the dry wit in your watering hole
I like your dusty roads and hidden farms
And your hills they feel like open arms
Never thought I'd find a place to fill that role
So spare some good grace for a fugitive soul

When I kicked the city I said four million farewells
It's amazing how much weight one finger dispels
You can tell yourself it's freedom as you're leaving
Eventually you'll end up disbelieving
Call me a nomad, an outcast or a stray
But I feel no need to go walkabout today

I like your town, I like the way you live
I like the dry wit in your waterin' hole
I like your dusty roads and hidden farms
And your hills they feel like open arms
Never thought I'd find a place to fill that role
So spare some good grace for a fugitive soul
Never thought I'd find somewhere to fill that role
So won't you buy another beer for a fugitive soul
Go on and buy another beer for a fugitive soul