All the places I have been to all the things that I have seen
Since I left my home to wander when I was just fifteen
Though the travelin’ was easy still sometimes the road got rough
By the time that I turned thirty five I thought I’d seen enough

For me to settle down awhile was not what God had planned
So one more time I left my home with suitcase in my hand
Oh the journey took me far and wide across the deep blue sea
And now I know since I’ve been there where I was meant to be

I’ve seen sunsets on the ocean I’ve seen the desert bloom
I’ve driven endless highways beneath the prairie moon
Yet the picture in my mind I see when I think about it all
Is the color of the leaves in Carolina in the Fall

Now for thirty years I’ve played the songs that Doc has taught to me
And the things that he had sung about I never thought I’d see
In the hills of Carolina folks have opened up the door
And for the first time in my life I’m not a stranger anymore

[1] All the places I have been to all the [6m] things that I have [4] seen
Since I [1] left my home to wander when I was just [4] fifteen
Though the [1] travelin’ was easy still some-[6m]times the [5] road got [4] rough
By the [1] time that I turned thirty five I [5] thought I’d seen e-[1]nough

For me to settle down awhile was not what God had planned
So one more time I left my home with suitcase in my hand
Oh the journey took me far and wide across the deep blue sea
And now I know since I’ve been there where I was meant to be

I’ve seen [4] sunsets on the ocean I’ve [1] seen the desert bloom
[4] I’ve driven endless highways [1] beneath the prairie [5] moon
Yet the [1] picture in my mind I see when I [6m] think a-[5]-bout it [4] all
Is the [1] color of the leaves in Caro-[5]-lina in the [1] Fall

Now for thirty years I’ve played the songs that Doc has taught to me
And the things that he had sung about I never thought I’d see
In the hills of Carolina folks have opened up the door
And for the first time in my life I’m not a stranger anymore