Pilgrims On The Way (matthew's Song) 歌词

Raindrops thumping on my white-walled Chrysler I'm keeping rhythm with the window wipers Farmland's drinking every drop that falls Lightning dancing to the fiddler's call Black baby squeeze a hot dog bun Grandpa's got wrinkles from too much sun Harry Belafonte and the Dixie Dregs Everybody's drinking from the same cold kegs The cowboy slaps the dust away For the sweet senorita with the cross next to the heart Purple mountains majesty she says hey Gringo what about me You don't know me but I know you We are pilgrims we are pilgrims on the way I could love you and you could love me We are pilgrims we are pilgrims on the way Banjo pickin' from a motor home Bulldog barking at my ice cream cone Old man rocking with a baby on his knee Schoolgirl peeking from behind a tree Churchbells singing about Sunday school Dutchman on a buggy with the golden rule The homeless sleeping on a whiskey dream God send his grace on Thee Home run hittin' in the afternoon Late night dancing by the harvest moon Farmer's daughter turns to look my way This is my chance to say Hey you don't know me but I know you... On the way [ trumpet ] The waitress points to the west of town To the promised land as the sun goes down Thumbs up trucker on the left hand side We've got towns to see we've got roads to ride You don't know me but I know you... Pilgrims on the way