On The Road

I do not own any rights, all rights reserved to their respective owners. Lyrics: I left New York in 1949 To go across the country without a bad blame dime Montana in the cold cold fall Found my father in the gambling hall Father, Father where you been? I’ve been out in the world and I’m only ten Father, Father where you been? I’ve been out in the world and I’m only ten Don’t worry about me if I should die of pleurisy Across to Mississippi, across to Tennessee Across the Niagara, home I’ll never be Home in