โหลดเพลง mp3 Pilgrims on the Way (Matthew's Song) - Michael Martin Murphey

Pilgrims On The Way - Michael Martin Murphey
Raindrops thumping on my white
walled Chrysler
I'm keeping rhythm with the window wipers
Farmland's drinking every drop that falls
Lightning dancing to the fiddler's call
Black baby squeeze a hot dog bun
Grandpa's got wrinkles from too much sun
Harry Belafonte and the Dixie Dregs
Everybody's drinking from the same cold kegs

The cowboy slaps the dust away
For the sweet senorita with the
cross next to the heart
Purple mountains majesty she says
hey Gringo what about me

You don't know me but I know you

We are pilgrims we are pilgrims on the way
I could love you you could love me

We are pilgrims we are pilgrims on the way

Banjo pickin' from a motor home
Bulldog barking at my ice cream cone
Old man rocking with a baby on his knee
Schoolgirl peeking from behind a tree
Churchbells singing about Sunday school
Dutchman on a buggy with the golden rule
The homeless sleeping on a whiskey dream

God send his grace on Thee

Home run hittin' in the afternoon

Late night dancing by the harvest moon
Farmer's daughter turns to look my way

This is my chance to say
Hey you don't know me but I know you

We are pilgrims we are pilgrims on the way
I could love you you could love me

We are pilgrims we are pilgrims on the way

On the way

The waitress points to the west of town
To the promised land as the sun goes down
Thumbs up trucker on the left hand side
We've got towns to see we've got roads to ride

You don't know me but I know you

We are pilgrims we are pilgrims on the way
I could love you you could love me

We are pilgrims we are pilgrims on the way
You don't know me but I know you

We are pilgrims we are pilgrims on the way
I could love you and you could love me

We are pilgrims we are pilgrims on the way

Pilgrims on the way