The cities, towns, villages, mountains, deserts, new roads, people and places are calling and off we go a’singin my version of the following songs.
On the road again
Just can't wait to get on the road again
I just love to see what's around the bend
I can't wait to get on the road again.
On the road again
Going places that I've never been
Meeting people that I may never see again
And I can't wait to get on the road again
On the road again
Like a gypsy I go down the highways
Driving Odysseus, my vehicular friend
We just lvoe to travel our nation's highways
And our way
Is on the raod again
This land is your land, this land is my land
From California to the New York island
From the Redwood Forest to the gulf stream waters
This land was made for you and me
As I go wandering those ribbon of highways
I see above me an endless skyway
And see around me the golden valleys
This land was made for you and me
I'll roam and ramble every pathway
To the sparkling sands of her diamond deserts
And all around me, a voice is sounding
This land was made for you and me.
On the road again
Just can't wait to get on the road again
I just love to see what's around the bend
I can't wait to get on the road again.
On the road again
Going places that I've never been
Meeting people that I may never see again
And I can't wait to get on the road again
On the road again
Like a gypsy I go down the highways
Driving Odysseus, my vehicular friend
We just lvoe to travel our nation's highways
And our way
Is on the raod again
This land is your land, this land is my land
From California to the New York island
From the Redwood Forest to the gulf stream waters
This land was made for you and me
As I go wandering those ribbon of highways
I see above me an endless skyway
And see around me the golden valleys
This land was made for you and me
I'll roam and ramble every pathway
To the sparkling sands of her diamond deserts
And all around me, a voice is sounding
This land was made for you and me.
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