Hills For The Head

Traveling east on 40 I got my girls and a herringbone And when I see that ridge come into view I know I'm almost home Where old time friends and family Welcome in their native son They remind me of where I've been And point me where I've yet to run I need an ocean for my soul Ground for my bed I need a home for the heart I need these hills for the head Now every June we'll gather there Music, friends, and all We share laughs and tunes Howl at the moon and we hike up to the falls Well how important is that pilgrimage An annual reprieve We need that hillside gathering Like the thin air that we breath An ocean for my soul Ground for my bed I need a home for the heart I need these hills for my head Well I guess I'll just keep rambling Running from here to there But I count the days and dream of the ways I can get up and clear the air Well you folks are kind to listen And I sure don't mean to be rude But if you don't mind I'll take my time And go gain some altitude I need an ocean for my soul Ground for my bed I need a home for the heart I need these hills for my head An ocean for my soul Ground for my bed I need a home for the heart I need these hills for the head