Storyteller

How can I be a storyteller without living that gypsy life
Stuck here going through the motions, working days and working nights
I'd like to catch the next breeze out of town
I'll take it east, I'll take it west, I'll let it blow me around
When it's said and done
I want to say I lived the life I wanted
Strum this guitar and tell y'all about it
Outside the lines there's more for me
Blowin' in the wind
I'll find the answers
You'll see me again
Before or after
The end
I gave up long ago searching for the right sort of words
I found the road to hope goes up and down and it sort of curves
But i'd like to hitch a ride and see where it takes me
Take a listen to the songs I write and hear how they change me
When it's said and done
I'm going to say I lived the life I wanted
Strum this guitar and tell y'all about it
Outside the lines there's more for me
Blowin' in the wind
I'll find the answers
You'll see me again
Before or after
The end
Here's a little riddle have you ever seen a fiddle in the middle of a hole in the wall?
I ain't yet either but I bet when I see her shell be speaking she'll be singing she'll be talking
When I walk in I'll be lost in the music, I'm gonna use it then I'm gonna lose it
When I walk in I'll be lost in the music, I'm gonna use it that's how I lose it
When it's said and done
I'm going to say I lived the life I wanted
Strum this guitar and tell y'all about it
Outside the lines there's more for me
Blowin' in the wind
I'll find the answers
You'll see me again
Before or after
The end