Children Are Laughing In The Sun
I Count The Voices One By One
But I'm Not There To Share The Fun
I'm Out On The Interstate
I Can Hear A Soft Voice Calling
Calling Me To Bring My Guitar Home.

I'm Happy Singing In A Crowd
The Lights Are Bright, The Music's Loud
I Like To Look In Every Face
But Out On The Interstate
I Can Hear A Soft Voice Calling
Calling Me To Bring My Guitar Home.

Out In The Dusty Desert Wind
The Fox Goes Looking For A Friend
She Sees A Light Around The Bend
I'm Out On The Interstate
I Can Hear A Soft Voice Calling
Calling Me To Bring My Guitar Home.