When the road calls I must answer
First gear says goodbye
Travel down that lonely highway
Don’t know the reason why
You’ve been good to me for so long
I know leaving isn’t right
I’ll be back when the road turns North
Sometime some sweet night
A nomad of the highway
A gypsy of the open road
A roamer and a rover
Leave behind a heavy load
Some day I’ll have to settle
Leave my wandering ways behind
And if I’m called up wonder
I hope St Peter will be kind
He’ll take away my wanderlust
Give me a place to rest my head
And when I look beside me
You’ll be in my feather bed.
Love, B&R
Fee
Paniers fully loaded with all the essentials and your on your way.
BORN TO BE WIIIIIIIILD yeah!!
When you have finished touring your own country, can you stick that beauty on a 777 or whatever and we can tour the outback Woohoo
Cherry Pie
Wahay to go! Fee "head out on that highway". A lovely description of the need for freedom. Liked this very much. Panda :)
Hey you look waaaaaaaaay to sexy on that bike!!
Damn kid wrecked my baby one RAINY night driving into a cement block when a car blinded him on a curve....only the scars on his leg left to remind me a bike can be dangerous!!
Love Tinka
what a handsome fella on that bike!!
beautiful home too!!!
pax A
I was going to say, leaving again, so soon? Glad to hear this was just a dream...but what a dream...sigh. I go on vacation frequently, if only in my mind...LOL I love this, though. Take me with you!!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
You still have that gypsy wanderlust and nomad independence about you..
You should consider doing the Route 66 my friend...now that would be something for you to think about !!
I'll have a word with my namesake up in Heaven to see what he can do for you later...:)
You certainly look the part on your bike...
Terrific picture
Peter
Susan
Thank you for this my Gypsy friend.
Love and peace!
Susan