I've seen my old friends in so many places That I can't remember the names And it takes me back home to all of the faces Where my memories will always remain I'm just bidin' my time It's dust on my saddle and it's clouds in my mind I'm just bidin' my time 'till I leave this old city behind I'm tired of the concret and people so busy Their life's nothing more than a flame And a fire burns inside me in pastures are calling out Find peace of mind once again Oh, listen to the trees, can't you feel the cool breeze Isn't this the ways meant to be? Chorus