My friends from high school
Married their high school boyfriends
Moved into houses
In the same ZIP codes where their parents live
But I
I could never follow
No I
I could never follow
I hit the highway
In a pink RV with stars on the ceiling
Lived like a gypsy
Six strong hands on the steering wheel
Ive been a long time gone now
Maybe someday, someday Im gonna settle down
But Ive always found my way somehow
By takin the long way
Takin the long way around
Takin the long way
Takin the long way around
I met the queen of whatever
Drank with the Irish and smoked with the hippies
Moved with the shakers
Wouldn't kiss all the asses that they told me to
No I
I could never follow
No I
I could never follow
Its been two long years now
Since the top of the world came crashing down
And Im getting it back on the road now
But Im takin the long way
Takin the long way around
Im takin the long way
Takin the long way around
The long
The long way around
Well I fought with a stranger and I met myself
I opened my mouth and I heard myself
It can get pretty lonely when you show yourself
Guess I could have made it easier on myself
But I
I could never follow
No I
I could never follow
Well I never seem to do it like anybody else
Maybe someday, someday Im gonna settle down
If you ever want to find me I can still be found
Takin the long way
Takin the long way around
Takin the long way
Takin the long way around