Where twines the path Lyrics

Wheresoever twines the path, I will follow
Wherever twines the path, I will follow

And when the map and fact mismatch
I will burn the map
When the map and fact mismatch
I'll disregard the map

Though the road be dark as clove and long as laurel
In tornadic Arkansas and Alabama
And I can only buckle in and watch in horror
And listen to our language lose its former grammar

Still I'll make no quarrel
I will make no quarrel

Whosoever draws my bath, I will wallow
Whoever draws my bath, I will wallow
And whensoever nods my head, I will go to bed
Whenever nods my head, I will go to bed

And dream of where the sows of England rut and snuffle
Where the summer truffles cluster in the hollow
Where the stags lock antlers and give joyous bellow
If the path should lead me there I'll gladly follow

I will gladly follow
I will gladly follow