Song Lyrics

Oh baby, gotta get out the map
I'm somewhere down I can't find
I been watchin' the clock
Any place but not the right time yeah
And under the sun
Lace up my boots and go on
Gotta strike a match
And let it burn

When all the smoke was clearing out
Oh yeah, I was on my own
I ain't coming home to you
I was born to roam the streets
Yeah
They say a man lives in chains but he is born free
He's born free
I was in the thick of it, boy, I was in the pines
I followed a crippled creek back to the source and I went inside
And now I'm inside

Oh baby, I gotta get out the map
I'm somewhere down I can't find
I been watchin' the clock
Any place but not the right time yeah
And under the sun
Lace up my boots and go on
Gotta strike a match
And let it burn

The days been growing stranger
I been holding up fists of rage and I need a change
But you been getting lazy this time
I got you dead to rights and I'm ready to fight

I was in the thick of it, boy, I was in the pines
I followed a crippled creek back to the source and I went inside
And now I'm inside

Oh baby, gotta get out the map
I'm somewhere down I can't find
I been watchin' the clock
Any place but not the right time yeah
And under the sun
Lace up my boots and go on
Gotta strike a match
And let it burn

The nights are travelling on
The nights are travelling on
The nights are travelling on
The nights are travelling on
The nights are travelling on

Christina Marie Halladay, Hart Seely, Kyle Seely, Matt Palmer

The duration of Travelin' On is 3:20 minutes and seconds.