Well there's a big blue sky 
The good Lord painted for me 
From the east of Arizona 
Down to the mexican sea 
Oh this too big city, 
It don't let me feel free 
I'm going to pack up soon 
Take off on my own 
They call it the mother road 
She gonna take me back home 
Because this too big city 
Got nothing but a heart of stone 
Now there's a sense of freedom 
Out along these country lines 
I don't need no pressure 
Trying to make your oxygen mine 
Oh this too big city is gonna kill itself 
For a nickel and dime 
Goodbye, all my troubles will be gone 
Well I'm going back home, back to where I belong 
Goodbye