All the way home from baltimore
We couldn´t find a seat
Conductor says he´s sorry for
The blisters on our feet
Comes a-riding in a bus

The high and the low
Mommy, daddy, you and i
Going on a trip
And we´re not going home
Mommy, daddy, you and i

Driving, keep driving
Driving, driving all night
Sleeping on my daddy´s shoulder
Drinking from a paper cup
And i´m wearing my grandfather´s clothes
And they say that up north it gets cold

Crawling out of bed one night
Walking in my sleep
We´re not the only family
To take this little trip
Driving all the way up

It´s 30 below
Mommy, daddy, you and i
Even little kids
Getting ready to go
Mommy, daddy,you and i

Chilly, chilly-willy
It´s colder the further we go
Some are born to take advantage
But saying it don´t make it so
So hold me and don´t let me go
´cause the sidewalks are covered with snow

He´s speaking english now
And he´s smoothing out his clothes
He´s mr. button down
He´s leaving home

Making changes day by day
And we still ain´t got no plan
How we gonna make our way
In this foreign land?

Well we´ll keep driving, keep driving
Driving with all of our might
Changing, still changing
Changing the water of life
Keep that little man a shining
See how the tail can wag the dog

And we´re all riding in this old bus
And the driver is singing to us
And we´re wearing out grandfather´s clothes
´cause we heard that up north it gets cold