And nowhere she's got to be
And she's going owing no one
With no one she's got to see
She can pack up in a minute
Yeah, but if you're going to love her,
well then there's something
she'll be spinning around
When she leaves, she will be crying,
I guess you'll be crying too
Cause to have her precious freedom,
there's not too much that she won't do
She'll ride roughshod over lovers,
taking joy, returning pain
Not just one time, not just two times,
but I mean time and time again.
Cause she's a real freewheeler
she'll be spinning around.
And she don't want you to be lonely
When her stone begins to roll
Cause she loves and travels lightly
There's no burdens on her soul
She's a lily of the valley,
never toil and never spin
She can live on rain and sunshine,
with her only friend the wind
She's a real freewheeler,
she'll be spinning around
She's a real freewheeler,