Through the wide shady streets
I wandered a long afternoon
By the yellow brick homes
With their well-tended gardens in bloom
I was taking my direction form a midsummer day
A man out of town with permission to play
I was taking my time
I was taking my time
I could see to the edge of the town
To the prairie beyond
Where the cool summer rain
Kept the grasses form turning to blond
Twenty miles to the foothills
From the end of the avenue
A lineup of thunderheads hogging the view
I was taking my time
I was taking my time
Taking my time
Nothing too much on my mind
And just as I'm thinking
That nothing could stand in my way
I'm turning the corner
And find out the Joker's in play
There was nothing to hold me
Nothing I had to do
Let my memory drift
As I followed the line in my shoe
Out on my own without a hint of a plan
Tasting the life of the unfettered man
I was taking my time
I was taking my time
Taking my time
Nothing too much on my mind