Pan American Highway

Lyrics

I finally got my turn down at St. Elizabeth's The moment I left, my heart started to yearn She said "Let's get going" and we boarded a train And rode out of that rain On the long way home In Nebraska's panhandle we shouted and we cried The unidentified left our brains in a scramble To the sea and the foam of St. Fran' we did run Into the setting sun On the long way home I woke up in the canyons above the lagoons A trumpeted tune echoed there was my fun (?) Though I was still not grown I knew it was almost time To find another pastime On the long way home So I packed up my gun and I got on the plane A million roads far below me like veins One capillary led to a drummer I know He played the cocktail lounge On the long way home We're going back to New England 'cause we're living on the run Now we're going to California to make us some mon' Maybe one day we'll make Omaha home But for now the Great Plains forever we'll roam Well for thirty-five years I¹ve been making the trip Sometimes I go slow and sometimes I go quick Now mostly I'm straight but there's times I was stoned A'burning that joint On the long way home There's times I go east and there's times I go west I don't know which is best; I can never be pleased Someday I'll go down the Pan American Highway It was a promise we made to go all the way South Don't cry, someday we'll be leaving Don't cry, tomorrow we're leaving We'll drive on the Pan American Highway Long ride all the way to Argentina So far from home