Mama, I must move from San Francisco
I wanna live in Hot Springs, Arkansas
There’s a girl I seen and she wants to be with me
And they say that she might wear my ring

Well I ain’t found nothing but trouble
Right here in this city by the bay
But if I move down South, I might just figure it out
And there’s a gal down there that’ll ease my worrying doubt

But they ain’t got no freedom movement
And I’m afraid I might end up in chains
I’d move if I’d blend in
Now that might be a sin
Sometimes I wish that I could just live

There’s a nice two bedroom waiting for me
There’s a simple life for me to lead
But if I don’t go now, well then I’d probably go without
And I don’t wanna be a man who sits and waits around

But they ain’t got no freedom movement
And I’m afraid I might end up in chains
I’d move if I’d blend in
Now that might be a sin
Sometimes I wish that I could just live
When I opened up my wild eyes this morning
I seen that goddamn bill had passed the house
Well I can’t live anywhere else, where I can’t be myself
So that idea of country living’s thrown right off the shelf

But they ain’t got no freedom movement
And I’m afraid I might end up in chains
I’d move if I’d blend in
Now that might be a sin
Sometimes I wish that I could just live oh oh oh oh
Sometimes I wish that I could just live

Shine the light on, shine the light on, shine
(Shine your light on)
Shine the light on, oh shine your light on
(Shine your light on)
Oh Shine on, shine on
Shine the light on, shine the light on, shine your light on
(Shine your light on)
Won’t you shine on me