Country Travelin’ Man
I’m a country travelin’ man
riding a boxcar whenever I can.
Summer you will find me
where the north winds blow
among the big forests
where the giant pine trees grow.
Winter I am way down south
among the oranges
in a California grove.
No one place is my home.
Nowhere is where I want to stay.
I don’t care if the wind
blows rough or fair
and my clothes are all threadbare.
‘Cause I’m a country travelin’ man
and everywhere is my home.
23 October 1998
Authors note:
I discovered this little piece while sorting out some papers. I wrote it on a paper bag, which suggests I was out somewhere at the time and that would have been the only thing at hand to write it down.
David Harris
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On the outside looking in
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Girl From The North Country
Well, if you're travelin' in the north country fair,
Where the winds hit heavy on the borderline,
Remember me to one who lives there.
She once was a true love of mine.
Well, if you go when the snowflakes storm,
When the rivers freeze and summer ends,
Please see if she's wearing a coat so warm,
To keep her from the howlin' winds.
Please see for me if her hair hangs long,
If it rolls and flows all down her breast.
Please see for me if her hair hangs long,
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Many times I've often prayed
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In the brightness of my day.
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Remember me to one who lives there.
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song performed by by Bob Dylan
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Girl Of The North Country
Well, if youre travelin in the north country fair,
Where the winds hit heavy on the borderline,
Remember me to one who lives there.
She once was a true love of mine.
Well, if you go when the snowflakes storm,
When the rivers freeze and summer ends,
Please see if shes wearing a coat so warm,
To keep her from the howlin winds.
Please see for me if her hair hangs long,
If it rolls and flows all down her breast.
Please see for me if her hair hangs long,
Thats the way I remember her best.
Im a-wonderin if she remembers me at all.
Many times Ive often prayed
In the darkness of my night,
In the brightness of my day.
So if youre travelin in the north country fair,
Where the winds hit heavy on the borderline,
Remember me to one who lives there.
She once was a true love of mine.
song performed by by Bob Dylan
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Travelin Man
(leon wilkeson -- ronnie vanzant)
I was born a travelin man, thats all Ill ever be
Moving around from town to town is what makes me so free
My father was a trucker for the years of 23
On the day that I was born his blood was left to me
Im a travelin man
Travelin man -- thats what I am
Travelin man
Travelin man
Thats what I am
Travelin man -- thats what I am
No woman puts a hold on me
Youll see me once or maybe twice
Thats all youll see of me
All you pretty women lord, I hope you understand
Dont be a fool lord no, and put your heart in a travellin man
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Travelin man
Travelin man -- thats what I am
Travelin man
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Travelin man -- thats what I am
Guess Ill always be
Travelin man -- thats what I am
But at least Im free
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Oh - thats what I am
Travelin man -- thats what I am, lord I move so fast
I have had so many women, none of them have last
I am just a mover, moving fast as sound
Always free, sometimes lonely. always movin around
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Travelin man -- thats what I am
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Oh - thats what I am
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Travelin
Well Im travelin, travelin baby, travelin on
Well its good to see you but I cant stay long
No Ive got a travelin fever, baby, got a travelin jones
No dont look for me in the mornin, baby, Im gonna be travelin on
Ill be good, as good as gold
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Wait for me down the road
Keep one eye open for my letter
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You should have known all along
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But lord its good to see you but I wont stay long
Oh I got a travelin fever, baby, I got a travelin jones
Yeah dont look for me in the mornin, baby, Im gonna be travelin
Gonna be travelin, gonna be travelin on
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Travelin Light
By j. j. cale
Travelin light is the only way to fly.
Travelin light, just you and i.
A one way ticket to ecstasy,
Away on down, just follow me.
Travelin light is the only way to fly.
Travelin light, now we can catch the wind.
Travelin light, just let your mind pretend.
We can go to paradise,
Maybe once, maybe twice.
Travelin light is the only way to fly.
Travelin light is the only way to fly.
Travelin light, just you and i.
We can go to paradise,
Maybe once, maybe twice.
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Travelin' Clean
By: jimmy buffett
1971
You go to fargo
We'll meet in chicago
Travelin' light and travelin' clean
In a nine wheel blue and white travelin' machine
And i'm gone i'm movin' on yes i'm gone
Chorus:
No time to look back
We've crossed the last track
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With my barefoot blue-eyed travelin' child
And i'm gone i'm movin' on yes i'm gone
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Travelin' clean
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That you love another
Runnin' with a free-born man
That asks more of you than your hand
And you're gone you're movin' on yes you're gone
Run away queen
Travelin' clean
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In my nine wheel blue and white travelin' machine
And i'm gone
Come away, runaway queen
On her way and travelin' clean
Come away, runaway queen
On her way and travelin' clean
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Travelin' Man
A-don't you know that I'm leaving
I gotta catch the next train out.
I can't believe it.
Cause I'm a-already on my own.
A-Memphis town is the place I'm found.
There ain't no use in a-sticking around.
I got my pack on my back my friends,
And I'm heading on out again.
Cause I'm a, a-travelin' man my friend.
I've got to travel across this land.
Cause I'm a, a-travelin' man my friend.
A-Lord I'm on the move.
I told you girl I ain't staying tonight.
I got to leave while the getting is right.
I got the places to see, people to meet,
And I'm a-headin' on down the street.
A-when I get to old New York town,
A-pretty ladies there to show me around.
I'll take my money, all I can spend,
And I'm headin' on out again.
Cause I'm a, a-travelin' man my friend.
I've got to travel across this land.
Cause I'm a, a-travelin' man my friend,
Lord keep a-travelin' on.
Break
Well tomorrow is coming,
And I'll be on the road again.
A-pushin' and huffin'
While trying to get ahead.
I think I'm getting ready and hot.
I know it's time for a-me to stop.
I need to back another whiskey shot,
Lord, keep a-travelin' on.
Cause I'm a, a-travelin' man my friend.
I've got to travel across this land.
Cause I'm a, a-travelin' man my friend.
A-Lord can't you see I got to keep on,
Travelin' on.
Lord keep travelin' on.
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This old guitar and me
And the things that we've been through
C.F. Martin built him
Back in nineteen fourty-two.
I remember when we met
I was only seventeen
I spent all my college money
On a half a dozen strings.
I thought my folks would kill me
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When you sing those travelin' songs.
So we headed for Kentucky
With a suitcase full of dreams
My rough-out books, a few t-shirts
A worn out pair of jeans.
Ooh.
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We spent a lot of nights alone
Well, sometimes we'd get lucky
And take bar maid home.
One night stands for breakfast
Two strangers with the blues
We'd wake up in the morning
And both feel a little used.
Well, home was just a highway
We'd roam from town to town
Just me and that old flattop
Not caring where we're bound.
>From Maine to California
With a five piece travelin' band
Singin' songs about the hard times
That face the common man.
Ooh.
This old guitar and me
Lord, we did the best we could
One was born a sinner
And one a piece of wood.
God sent a wooden angel
To guide me on my way
We were meant to be together
Until my dyin' day.
Well, now my dearest old companion
Lies underneath my bed
Well, our travelin' days are over
Man, but the memories fill my head.
Well, I've settled with my family
Here in the hills of Tennessee
To teach my children's children
'Bout this old guitar and me.
Ooh...
song performed by by Vince Gill
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Come Home My Son, Come Home
As I travel across this country
the land that I love best
with its snowy peaked mountains
that lay out of reach in the west.
The rivers and the lakes
where nature grows at its best.
The forests and the plains
that each has their part
in the land I love the best.
I write from a distant shore
with dreams of coming home again
ever always on my mind.
Seeing once again friends
from a long, long time ago.
The land that I live in is not to my desire.
My home is ten thousand miles away,
and each time I see it,
it’s like the birth of a new day.
The cities are filled with people
and in the countryside; you can breathe in the fresh air.
The more I dream about it,
the more I wish to be there.
It is not the land of my birth,
but the place that I call home.
That distant country keeps calling to me
come home my son, come home.
31 January 2009
poem by David Harris
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Roses
Roses grow on prickly vines,
most of the roses I have known
have been picked,
and in another’s garden grow.
Their perfume scents another’s home
to mature as time flows
bringing happiness as they grow
though summer’s sun
and winter’s snows.
My rose lives within my home
and still warms this heart of mine.
3 October 2009
poem by David Harris
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A Wind From... Elsewhere
The wind blows here... the wind blows there
The wind seems to blow from... everywhere.
But the wind I love... when it blows... blows fair...
This wind... when it blows... blows from... ELSEWHERE! Can you see its graceful fingers... playing in your hair?
Nay! You cannot see the wind... e'en though you know it's there.
It's flitting... it's flirting... it's prancing everywhere
This wind... when it blows... blows from... ELSEWHERE! It blows unexpectedly... with a gentle breeze... it blows...
The Great Hand of Miracles... brings it... then it goes
To greet the early morning sun... to dance to and fro
From the highest, loftiest mountain heights... to valleys... far below. 'Who is He that sitteth upon the circle of the earth...
Who gathereth the winds in his fists—Who maketh a wind to pass over...
Thou hearest the sound thereof...
But canst not tell whence it cometh... and wither it goeth.' The wind blows here... the wind blows there...
The wind seems to blow... from everywhere.
But the wind I love... when it blows... blows fair—
This wind... when it blows... blows from... ELSEWHERE!
poem by Elga Haymon White
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Hugging Any Flame
The clouds of winter mar the sky
preventing the sun from shining through.
A wild north wind chills the air
and into your bones as well.
You sit and listen to the howling wind
and wish you were at home
around a large fire
and in your lover’s arms.
Instead, you are on your own
hugging any flame to keep you warm.
All the time wishing you
were far away at home.
You are where you are
for a duty you have to perform.
You may wish you could cancel it,
but too many people depend on you.
Tomorrow is another day;
you know the cold
is not going to let up anyhow.
You will struggle through
and do what you have to do.
Then maybe afterwards
when your duty is done,
you can pack up and go home.
22 March 2008
poem by David Harris
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Blow Up Your TV (Spanish Pipe Dream)
(Prine)
She was a levelheaded dancer on the road to alcohol,
I was just a soldier on my way to Montreal.
Well, she pressed her chest against me about the time the jukebox broke.
She gave me a peck on the back of the neck, and these are the words she spoke.
Blow up your TV, throw away your paper, go to the country, build you a home.
Plant a little garden, eat a lot of peaches, try and find Jesus on your own.
I sat there at the table, and I acted real naive.
Cause I knew that topless lady, she had something up her sleeve.
She danced around the room awhile and she did the hoochy coo.
Yeah, singing a song all night long, telling me what to do.
Blow up your TV, throw away your paper, go to the country, build you a home.
Plant a little garden, eat a lot of peaches, try and find Jesus on your own.
Well, I was young and hungry, and about to leave that place.
Just as I was going. she looked me in the face.
I said "You must know the answer," she said "No, but I'll give it a try."
To this day we've been living our way, here is the reason why.
We blew up your TV, threw away your paper, went to the country, build us a home.
Had a lot of children, fed 'em on peaches, they all found Jesus on their own.
song performed by by John Denver
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Travelin Man
Words and music by bob seger
Up with the sun, gone with the wind,
She always said I was lazy.
Leavin my home, leavin my friends,
Runnin when things get too crazy.
Out on thr road, out neath the stars,
Feelin the breeze, passin the cars.
Women have come, women have gone,
Everyone tryin to cage me.
Some were so sweet, I barely got free,
Others, they only enraged me.
Sometimes at night, I see their faces,
I feel the traces they left on my soul.
Those are the memories that made me a wealthy soul.
Travelin man, love when I can,
Turn loose my hand cause Im goin.
Travelin man, catch if you can,
But sooner or lare Im goin.
Travelin man ... travelin man, yes I am.
Sometimes at night, I see their faces,
I feel the traces they left on my soul.
These are the memories that made me a wealthy soul.
These are the memories that made me a wealthy soul.
song performed by by Bob Seger
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Travelin Man
Tom johnston
The sun brings up another day
Near the little fishin town
The nets are hung out in the wind
The sails are down
A seagull flies above my head
Spinning slowly towards the sea
He seems so free, and just like me
He rides the wind
Im a travelin man
Nothin left behind me but the road
Im a travelin man
Wont you share the load
Lonesome shepherd in the field ahead
Moonlight flows across the grass
The rocky hills catch the light above
Their shadows cast
Lonely by the day
Drifting late at night
The wind is creepin through my ragged coat
What a life
Im a travelin man
Nothin left behind me but the road
Im a travelin man
Wont you share the load
song performed by by Doobie Brothers
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Wind
The calendar-dated joy
The alarm waking breath
The nine-month expectation
The delicacy of a rose
The coarseness of a leaf
The destined seasons
The place of the dayspring
Harmattan's and winter's dry and chill
Autumn, as the leaves leave home and hit the ground
The trees say goodbye as you fall
Summer, your sun's glory days
Rain, God's crying ways, your pain aches
Spring, the flowers they bloom and so do you
Music, the hemoglobin of my heart
The acoustic guitar, the violin...
Words, spoken few, written more
Three words that makes all the difference
Killed some, healed some, made some
God, my lifetime dated lover
The life-timed goodbye, death
Leaves the soil wetter
Turns the light on for those it takes
Dims the lamp for those behind
The winds, ah, the winds
The North wind brought you in nine months
And pours on you the grace to live
And shines on you the light that will guide you back North
The East wind, brought love your way
Hope you loved deeply and truly?
The healing, the rising of your sun
The making of the you, you are
The West wind, it sets your sun
The pain, the love lost, the darkness
The loss, the aching sea, the grief
The South wind, the calender-dated end
Pulling down the poster of the nine-month gift
Ending the sojourn on the countryside
The last string of the violin
The last note of a song
Did you dance while the song was playing?
Did you hear the music or at least feel your heart beat
Me, you, we, are waiting for a purpose to rise
The calender-dated joy
Your wedding day, graduation, golden anniversary
Are you happy today?
Were you with joy as each wind blew
I wasn't, I'm not...I'm wrong
Each wind plays a song
Tells a story...listen...its the story of life
And there's a hand offering to dance
To dance, oh, to dance with you
To the song of all songs
To sway with you as each wind blows
To be your joy every day in your calendar
He's the one who cried the rain
That you may blossom in summer
Who wants to keep you warmer than warm in winter's cruel
And when the South wind blows its last
The winds have stopped
Plays the last note of that beautiful song
He named...your life.
poem by Jenim Dibie
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Take Me Home, Country Roads
(bill danoff/taffy nivert/john denver)
Country roads,take me home
To the place I belong
West virginia,mountain mama
Take me home,country roads
Almost heaven,west virginia
Blue ridge mountain,shenandoe river
Life is old there,older than the trees
Younger than the mountains
Growing like the breeze
Country roads,take me home
To the place I belong
West virginia,mountain mama
Take me home,country roads
All my memories gather round her
Mine is lady,stranger to blue water
Dark and dusty painted on the sky
Misty taste of moonshine
Teardrop in my eye
Country roads,take me home
To the place I belong
West virginia,mountain mama
Take me home,country roads
I hear her voice in the morning
Now she calls me
The radio reminds me of my home far away
And driving down the road I get a feeling
That I shouldve been home yesterday,yesterday
Country roads,take me home
To the place I belong
West virginia,mountain mama
Take me home,country roads
Country roads,take me home
To the place I belong
West virginia,mountain mama
Take me home,country roads
Take me home,country roads
song performed by by Olivia Newton-John
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Country Fair
We stood and watched the river flow
We were too young to really know
In the country fair
Oh, in the country fair
We laid out in the long green grass
And never thought that it would pass
In the country fair
In the country fair
On an old, on an old open day
On an old rainshine open day
In the country fair
In the cool night air
In sweet summer time
We counted pebbles in the sand
Sand like time slippin through our hand
In the country fair
In the country fair
On an old, on an old open day
On an old raintrack open day
In the country fair
In the cool night air
In sweet summer time
Hmmm mmmm
On an old open day
On an old
Pinecone open day
song performed by by Van Morrison
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Travelin Band
Seven thirty seven comin out of the sky.
Oh! wont you take me down to memphis on a midnight ride,
I wanna move.
Chorus:
Playin in a travelin band. yeah!
Well, Im flyin cross the land, tryin to get a hand,
Playin in a travelin band.
Take me to the hotel, baggage gone, oh, well.
Come on, come on, wont you get me to my room,
I wanna move.
Chorus
Listen to the radio, talkin bout the last show.
Someone got excited, had to call the state militia,
Wanna move.
Chorus
Oh! wow!
Here we come again on a saturday night
Oh with your fussin and a fightin
Wont you get me to the rhyme,
I wanna move.
Chorus
Oh! wow!
Oh! Im playin in a travelin band;
Playin in a travelin band.
Wont you get me, take me hand
Well, Im playin in a travelin band,
Well, Im flyin cross the land.
Tryin to get a hand,
Playin in a travelin band, oh! wow!
Hey!
song performed by by Creedence Clearwater Revival
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