We both knew it was time for leaving My father asked me, "Son, what's your plan?" He was hoping straight and narrow While I was thinking distant lands "There's something pulling me It's really pulling me To play flute music Out in the street" He says "Son, do you play the flute?" "No...but neither can I Turn a deaf ear to this dream" You know, I'll go anywhere That the music takes me to You know, I'll go, anywhere That the music takes me I ducked into this downtown nightclub On my way back home from the lumberyard By the bar the band was cooking At the bus stop it was raining hard The way the bass man could Slap his right hand Pulled my backbone Out on the dance floor And every time I shook my head You could see the sawdust fly You know, I'll go anywhere That the music takes me to You know, I'll go, anywhere That the music takes me So here I am in early morning Total darkness, stumbling from my bed There was no alarm clock ringing Just this funky riff inside my head Who knows what pulls me here? To my writing chair Without warning Three in the morning? But I could never sing this line If I had a deaf ear for this dream You know, I'll go anywhere That the music takes me to You know, I'll go, anywhere That the music takes me