A long time ago, when I was working
In this dirty old factory
I met this pretty little girl and I told her
I’m packing my guitar to go and see the country

    If you want to, feel free
    If you want to, feel free
    If you want to, feel free
    You could come along with me

We packed our bags and bundles, waved goodbye, and took to ramblin’
Saw each other’s faces in the sunshine and the snow
Years passed by, my life was torn to shambles
She said "Baby, there is something that you ought to know"

    You’re always wanting something free
    You’re always wanting something free
    You’re always wanting something free
    When you gonna give your love to me ?

It’s a few years later, once again I’m working
My woman is talking to me.  She says
"My father is an engineer, my brother is a lawyer,
another is accountant, so what you gonna be ?"

        Just to be someone, I’m learning to be me
        So I’m taking all my chances in the sunshine of your company