Requirements
Objective
Description
I must be on my way,
I must be moving along,
And as I go,
I’ll sing this song.
No roof for me,
No roof have I,
But I own the stars,
Beneath the open sky.
One thing that I know,
And I know it’s true,
I’m a better one,
For the knowing of you.
When day is done,
And the coyotes wail,
I’ll be moving down,
Down the lonesome trail.
One thing that I know,
And I know it’s true,
I’m a better one,
For the knowing of you.
We’ll meet again,
As the years go by,
And we’ll sing this song,
Beneath the open sky.
I must be on my way,
I must be moving along,
And as I go,
I’ll sing this song.
