Damon A Born in Santa Fe To a lovely girl who knew nothing of the world She said "Baby boy go for the fame, go for the fame" He said, "I don't know" Let me explain All his life It was never right Still he had his dream Made it work out in between Hearing, "Baby boy go for the fame, go for the fame" But they shot him down So long, guess you gotta find a home Were we born to be? So oh, oh, oh, long, guess you gotta find a home Were we born to be alone? Maya Me Hated Tennessee So she packed her bag Halfway gone she called her dad He said "Baby girl if you want free you won't see me" She said, "Ok then, just let me be" Got some work Called her bosses sir But although she tried Something sick inside Hearing "Baby girl if you want free you won't see me" And they shot her down So long, guess you gotta find a home Were we born to be? So oh, oh, oh, long, guess you gotta find a home Were we born to be alone? No sorry everybody wants their way Everybody wants their way In the promise land So sorry everybody has to wait Everybody has to wait In the promise land It's been a long time I need to go Maybe I'll hit the road What I'm trying to find I don't even know Maybe I'll hit the road