No one up here seems to know me And I don't like the ones that do Everyone is as cold as the weather It's time to buy some traveling shoes I don't need to pack a suitcase No map to show me where to go Give me one change of clothes and a box of Oreos And endless miles of open road I'm going south of everything Where the air is sweet and church bells ring Back where I come from, back where I belong Down where the sun shines in the rain And life goes by from a front porch swing You can keep the bitter cold I'm gonna go south of everything Why is everyone in such a hurry No one ever wins a rat race And they wonder why so many go crazy I gotta get out of this place When I hear someone ask how I'm doing Or see a stranger wave behind the wheel Then I'll know I'm headed in the right direction By the peaceful way I feel