Have you looked out on a sky line
And dreamed of open plains
Have you driven down a freeway
And longed for table drains
Been lost in a sea of faces
Drifting through the world alone
And dreamed your heart back home
And I'd ride upon the wind if it would take me
Back to the flats where my wild oats were sown
It's etched into the grain I'll bear the family name
That hangs upon the gate where I come from
As a kid I climbed the hill and dreamed of movin' on
Leave the dust of that small town and one day I'd be gone
Still too blind to see it was already part of me
Family roots run deep
And I'd ride upon the wind if it would take me
Back to the flats where my wild oats were sown
It's etched into the grain I'll bear the family name
That hangs upon the gate where I come from
When I think of that old dirt road and turnin' through the gate
It feels like comin' home
And I'd ride upon the wind if it would take me
Back to the flats where my wild oats were sown
It's etched into the grain I'll bear the family name
That hangs upon the gate where I come from
It still hangs upon the gate where I come from
Yeah, where I come from
