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He was a real good picker in a tiny town
Folks would come from miles around
But he felt like he was run aground
When he asked "What if?"
She said, "You will never know, if you never up and go
Out there on the open road, headed south, southwest
Raise your sail up high, it's a changing sky
And only a fool my friend, would waste a good strong wind"
This was not the first time they followed different ways
It was two years to the day
Since she had been the one
Moving to the city streets to finish her design degree
And when they parted company, he said, "make a run, and..."
Raise your sail up high, it's a changing sky
And only a fool my friend, would waste a good strong wind"
I was just a family friend
Living down in Texas then
When he drove down to Austin town
I found it hard to comprehend
Where they found the strength to bend
It makes me smile when I see them now
Maybe as your destiny you stayed to raise a family
Or earned yourself a PhD and held the urge to roam
What matters most, it seems to me
Is really just to what degree
That your heart beats free
When you come back home
Raise your sail up high, it's a changing sky
And only a fool my friend, would waste a good strong wind"
