Heart's Ease

Gonna find me a black eared bay Gonna meet me a black haired girl Who smells of smoke and caraway I'm on my way to find my own heart's ease. The high up country is the place where I Have always longed to wander wild and free Among the slender and the peace of mind Grow mountainsides of my own heart's ease. I've been with beauties and I've been with some That even speaking of them would be like Using the moonlight to describe the sun The fairest one is my own heart's ease. I've crossed the deserts and I crested swells The unknown country and the far-flung isles The shores of faraway and fare thee well. There's nowhere else like my own heart's ease. So, gather round me all you bright young blades And this little lesson take by me Go seek adventure gold and fame but may Each of you one day find your own heart's ease. --- Heart's Ease - Josh Ritter