You should get off that pavement And walk down the old dirt path Nothin gonna touch you Hiding behind the mask Don't need a sign Tell you which way to go Don't talk The hush is mighty good medicine I'm stickin to the woods It's doing me good Need some space Good lord done give me my own little place Sun's the only lights I need Wind's my only fan Birdsong like a radio Stones in the creek my band The only language I need to know out here Is footsteps-- choctaw talk of old I'm stickin to the woods It's doing me good Need some space Good lord done give me my own little place I'm stickin to the woods It's doing me good Need some space Good lord done give me my own little place Sometimes I kick back in a tree Forgetting who I am Leave behind the human race Get back to the land Its like a dream that never ends Footsteps-- choctaw talk of old I'm stickin to the woods It's doing me good Need some space Good lord done give me my own little place