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letra de charlie watkins - raquette river rounders

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my name is charlie watkins
chicago i was born
pardon my sour expression
my sense of humor’s worn
i’ve been out on this highway
which is all that i call mine
ever since the great depression hit
in nineteen twenty nine

my mother died of polio
my daddy he hit the road
they put me in a home for boys
and i lived on the dole
but food and shelters not enough
a hobo’s heart to feed
the age of twelve, first chance i got
i followed my daddy’s lead

i worked in bars and lumber yards
and god’s green fields of fruit
all for some food and a place to lie down
in a salvation army suit
i never found it in my heart
to stay in one play to long
some march to different drummers
i heard a ramblin’ song

i worked for a while in a factory
in some wisconsin town
and there i met a woman
woulda had me settle down
i told her and myself that i’d be back
when i’d lived and loved and learned
but forty years went by so fast
i never did return

now the trains are running fast
and me, i’m running slow
and the cops won’t let you bum a ride
on their million dollar road
folks like to remember when men were free
they call it “the good old days”
but they’ve no patience with a man
whose lived his life that way

my name is charlie watkins
chicago i was born
pardon my sour expression
but my sense of humor’s worn
i’ve been out on this highway
which is all that i call mine
ever since the great depression hit
in nineteen twenty nine

- raquette river rounders

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