Stephen Stirtz - Nomad Gone Home Lyrics

Smell the pines on the wind
I swear I could feel it again
That freedom of the wind
Plucking my heartstrings again
With all the ground I wanna cover
Coast to coast, and pole to pole
Shoulda been a big winged bird
But stoke that fire and add some coal
Nomad gone rogue
Throw some shoes on a tornado
Nomad gone home
Hang the hat, and crack a modelo
That sweet gold horizon
I can't wait to see it again
On the porch with a beer in my hand
Plucking my heartstrings again
Followed those old footprints
To the first place I made mine
Tended to be quick stints
But not this time, no not this time
Nomad gone rogue
Throw some shoes on a tornado
Nomad gone home
Hang the hat, and crack a modelo
Nomad gone rogue
Throw some shoes on a tornado
Nomad gone home
Hang the hat, and crack a modelo