Joe Bonamassa - I DON`T LIVE ANYWHERE

Got no ceiling but the sky, Like the world babe, just rolling by. I don’t live anywhere, I live everywhere, This road is my home. There’s nine-to-fives, pretty yards, That was never babe, in the cards. I don’t live anywhere, I live everywhere, This road is my home. The clamours and glamours of the city, I don’t need ‘em. As long as I live, let me hold on to my freedom! It’s crossed my mind now and then, A little too late babe, go back and start again. I don’t live anywhere, I live everywhere, This road is my home. The clamours and glamours of the city, I don’t need ‘em. As long as I live, let me hold on to my freedom! It’s crossed my mind, now and then, A little too late baby, go back and start again. I don’t live anywhere, I live everywhere, This road is my home - this road is my home.