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
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