My home was built Where the creek don't rise I hate being there For a while I set my sails And followed the wind I left my mountain home Never to return again The sweet smell of pine wafting at my door Do the wolves still howl at night? Will I hear them anymore? I left behind a place that I called home Am I doomed To forever roam? I called my mom and dad From a gallow desert land I told them things were going well But they knеw it was a lie They said the dog was game And thе bear cubs were out to play I can still recall all of the birds by their names The red-tailed hawk is passing above my door I used to wanna be like him but Can't stand to be alone I left behind a place that I called home Am I doomed To forever roam? The sweet smell of pine wafting at my door Do the wolves still howl at night? Will I hear them anymore? I left behind a place that I called home Am I doomed Am I doomed Am I doomed To forever roam?