The long and winding road
That leads to your door
Will never disappear
I’ve seen that road before
It always leads me here
Leads me to your door
The Road goes ever on and on
Down from the door where it began.
Now far ahead the Road has gone,
And I must follow, if I can,
Pursuing it with eager feet,
Until it joins some larger way,
Where many paths and errands meet.
Anyone could see the road that they walk on is paved in gold
And it’s always summer, they’ll never get cold
They’ll never get hungry
They’ll never get old and gray
You can see their shadows wandering off somewhere
They wont make it home
But they really don’t care
They wanted the highway
They’re happy there today.
and it’s hitchhike a hundred miles
I’m a ragamuffin child
pointed finger, painted smile…
Leaving Carmel, Californi-el—
I got a letter and the letter said: "May God's richest blessings be upon you . . " and that's why I'm going to Chicago.
Leaving San Francisco, Californi-o---
Leaving Sacramento, Ca1iforni-o---
Going east, mister? . . . It's the freights for you, boy.
Leaving Colfax, Californi-ax!
"Let 'er highball, engineer!"
Leaving Emigrant Gap, Californi-ap!
"If you want to stay in one piece sleep on the back end of the oil tank, buddy. She's tough goin' down the other side of the Sierras."
Leaving Truckee, Californigh-ee-ee---
Leaving Reno, Neva-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-do-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-Oh---
"Hey, Slim, you'll get killed on that oil tank. There's a empty back here!"I’ve been to:
Reno, Chicago, Fargo, Minnesota, Buffalo, Toronto, Winslow, Sarasota, Wichita, Tulsa, Ottawa, Oklahoma, Tampa, Panama, Mattawa, LaPaloma, Bangor, Baltimore, Salvador, Amarillo, Tocapillo, Barranquilla, And Padilla,
I’m a killer
Baton Rouge Louisiana, Indianapolis Indiana,
and Columbus is the capital of O-hi-o.
There’s Montgomery Alabama,
south of Helena Montana
then there’s Denver Colorado,
and Boise Idaho.
Texas has Austin
then we go north,
to Massachusetts Boston
and Albany New York.
Tallahassee Florida
and Washington D.C.,
Santa Fe New Mexico and Nashville Tennessee.
Elvis used to hang out there a lot, you know.
Trenton’s in New Jersey north of Jefferson Missouri,
You got Richmond in Virginia,
South Dakota has Pierre,
Harrisburg’s in Pennsylvania and Augusta’s up in Maine,
and here is Providence Rhode Island next to Dover Delaware.
O beautiful for spacious skies,
For amber waves of grain,
For purple mountain majesties
Above the fruited plain!
America! America!
God shed His grace on thee,
And crown thy good with brotherhood
From sea to shining sea!
I’m sailing away.
Set an open course for the virgin sea.
I’ve got to be free.
Free to chart the life that’s ahead of me.
On board, I’m the captain, so climb aboard.
We’ll search for tomorrow and every shore.
And we will try the best that we can to carry on.
I’m leaving my family, I’m leaving all my friends
My body’s at home, but my heart’s in the wind
Where the clouds are like headlines on a new front-page sky
My tears are salt water, and the moon’s full and high
And I know Martin Eden’s gonna be proud of me now
And many before me, who’ve been called by the sea
To be up in the crow’s nest, and singing my say
Shiver me timbers, cause I’m a-sailing away.
Shiver My Timbers, Shiver my sides
Yo ho heave ho
There are hungers as strong as the winds and tides
Yo ho heave ho
And those bucaneers drowned their sins in rum,
The devil himself would have to call 'em scum!
Every man on board would have killed his mate
for a bag of guineas or a piece of eight, a piece of eight, a piece of eight
Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate’s life for me.
We pillage plunder, we rifle and loot.
Drink up me 'earties, yo ho.
We kidnap and ravage and don’t give a hoot.
Drink up me 'earties, yo ho.
Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate’s life for me.
We extort and pilfer, we filch and sack.
Drink up me 'earties, yo ho.
Maraud and embezzle and even highjack.
Drink up me 'earties, yo ho.
There is rum rum, rum on a pirate ship
If you drink too much the ship will tip
Drinking rum rum, rum on a pirate ship
You’d better share you’d better share There is rum on a pirate ship
Along with peggy legs and cannonballs, enough to last the trip
But there is scurvy on a pirate ship so
Eat a lime eat a lime
'Coz scurvy don’t taste good… eat a lime!
Men, men, men.
It’s a ship all filled with men.
You’ll never have to lift the seat, there’s no one here but men
Men, Men, Men, Men
Men, Men, Men, Men
We’re men and friends until the end and none of us are sissies,
At night we sleep in separate beds and blow each other kissies
(And blow each other kissies)
Men, men, men.
It’s a ship all filled with men.
So throw your rubbers overboard, there’s no one here but men
Ahhhhhhhhh, Mennnnn.
It’s Raining Men! Hallelujah! - It’s Raining Men! Amen!
I’m gonna go out to run and let myself get
Absolutely soaking wet!
It’s Raining Men! Hallelujah!
It’s Raining Men! Every Specimen!
Tall, blonde, dark and lean
Rough and tough and strong and mean
Reuben was the oldest of the chldren of Isreal
With Simeon and Levi the next in line.
Naphtali and Issachar, Asher and Dan,
Zebulon and Gad took the total to nine.
Jacob, Jacob and sons.
Benjamin and Judah, which leaves only one.
Jacob, Jacob and sons.
Joseph, Jacob’s favorite son.
I’ll sing you twelve, Ho
Green grow the rushes, Ho
What are your twelve, Ho?
Twelve for the twelve Apostles
Eleven for the eleven who went to heaven,
Ten for the ten commandments,
Nine for the nine bright shiners,
Eight for the April Rainers,
Seven for the seven stars in the sky,
Six for the six proud walkers,
Five for the symbols at your door,
Four for the Gospel makers,
Three, three, the rivals,
Two, two, the lily-white boys,
Clothèd all in green, Ho Ho
One is one and all alone
And evermore shall be so.
Hey, baby, I’m gonna send them ten by ten
Ten’s for the Ten Commandments
Nine for the nine who dressed so fine
Eight for the eight who stood at the gate
And seven for the seven who never got to Heaven
And six for the six who never got fixed
Five for the Gospel Preachers
Four for the four who stood at the door
Three’s for the Hebrew children
Two for Paul and Silas
And one for the little bitty baby
He was born, (yeah, yeah), born, he was born in Bethlehem.
(was born in Bethlehem)
See the little baby, amen
Lyin’ in a manger, amen
On christmas morning,
Amen, amen, amen
See him in the temple, amen
Talking with the elders, amen
Who marveled at his wisdom
Amen, amen, amen
Mary said “It’s getting late, but thanks for stopping by.
I’d love to chat, but I just gave birth to the Lord, our God on high.
Here we are at 3 a.m. with Ringo Starr of Bethlehem.
Baby Jesu needs to rest and God knows, so do I.”