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letra de song for a travellin’ bastard - hill street bill

verse 1:

i was sitting down on a bus
i was somewhere down in mexico
on my way to a place called huasca de ocampo
the bus stopped, a man came on board
sorted out his things, nodded at me
so i nodded back
he took the seat next to me
said some things i wasn’t sure what they meant
so i smiled and agreed
he said something i did know
he said “¿de dónde eres?”
he was asking me where i was from, you know
i said “soy de canada”
he said “you’re a far way from home”
in perfеct english
i said “well, i don’t know where i’d rеally call home right now”
he nodded, and said

“when you’re lost in the familiar
and you have so much to do
sometimes all that’s left is to go find something new
buy the ticket, hit the highway
hop a train if you have to
you know, i used to be a traveller just like you.”
verse 2:

so he asked about my family
i got a sister in the states
told him she’s upset with me
she never wants to see my face
“what about your mother, you ever give her a call?”
i haven’t heard her voice in months, no we don’t talk much at all
“what about your father, your uncles, and your aunts?”
guess i’ll see ‘em when i roll through town
no we don’t really stay in touch
he said

“boy, family’s all you got
in the end they’re all you had
so go ahead and call your mom
send a letter to your dad
gotta love ‘em until the end
they’re your only real crew
you know, i used to be a b-st-rd just like you.”

verse 3:

well i started getting nervous
i was playing with my rings
he said “those are some mighty fine pieces boy, where’d you get them things?”
i got ‘em back in taxco
a beautiful town, such a sight
the hills were made of cobblestone
laced in silver and white
but there was on finger
that ain’t got no ring
he said
“boy you ain’t got no lover
no one to be your stone
so you always out there stranded
ending up on your own
i’d ask you why, because i’d like to know
but i think i already do
boy i used to be a coward just like you.”

verse 4:

well the bus reached the station
we grabbed our bags
we were to go separate ways
but out there on the pavement
he turned to me and said

“you gotta believe in what you’re doing
don’t let the doubters bring you down
tell your family that you love ‘em
don’t you wait to roll through town
get the girl, start a family
but first there’s lots to see
maybe one day you’ll be an old man just like me.”

- hill street bill

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