He told me a story about a long long way to go It was an endless conversation when all I said was hello But all through the night he spoke to me expounding his philosophy
He said the only truth is in a travelling song One for the road to tap your foot along He said we have a long long way to go so it´s good, feels so good When you sing sing a song Cause travelling along just a-singing a song is a mighty fine way to go A mighty fine way to get you to the next town Travelling along just a-singing a song is a mighty fine way to go And when the tale was over and I knew him like a friend I asked him if he had the time I´d like to hear it all over again But he turned away and without a word Started walking down the road Laughing, singing, talking to himself, and when I looked again