Travelogue

I heard a noise
Then I saw you there
In the weary blue light of dawn
Your eyes were gray
And your dress was torn
You said, "I really don't belong"

I said I'd follow you wherever you roam
Even the long road home

We gathered our stuff
And we packed our bags
And headed out to the train
The wind was cruel
Nearly blew us down
How we cursed the Memphis rain

Where we go who really cares
Just that we go is the point
Our time is done
We've had enough
Let's go blow this joint

We travelled for weeks
To distant lands
Where street signs were carved in trees
You said this must be it
Let's set up camp
And you fell down on your knees



Credits
Writer(s): Eliot Wilder
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