All the way home from Baltimore We couldn't find a seat Conductor says he's sorry for The blisters on our feet Come a-ridin' in a bus, the high and the low Mommy, daddy, you and I Goin' on a trip and we're not goin' home Mommy, daddy, you and I, I Drivin', keep drivin' Drivin', drivin' all night Sleepin' on my daddy's shoulder Drinking from a paper cup And I'm wearin' my grandfather's clothes And they say that up North, it gets cold Crawlin' out of bed one night, walkin' in my sleep We're not the only family to take this little trip Drivin' all the way up, it's 30 below Mommy, daddy, you and I Even little kids gettin' ready to go Mommy, daddy, you and I, I Chilly, chilly-willy, it's colder the further we go But some are born to take advantage But sayin', it don't make it so So hold me and don't let me go 'Cause the sidewalks are covered with snow He's speakin' English now And he's smoothin' out his clothes He's Mr. Button Down, he's leavin' home Makin' changes day by day We still ain't got no plan How we gonna make our way In this foreign land? Well, we'll keep drivin', keep drivin' Drivin' with all of our might Changin', still changin' Changin' the water of life Keep that little man a-shining See how the tail can wag the dog And we're all ridin' in this old bus And the driver is singin' to us And we're wearin' out grandfather's clothes 'Cause we heard that up North, it gets cold © INDEX MUSIC; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com