shape up or ship out? I’ll ship out
on a schooner, freighter, junk or raft
your way or the highway? I’ll take the highway
80-94, pacific coast highway, A1A
my old friend route 66
I’ll ride that road as far as it goes
the twists and turns find me today
in colorado—panning for gold in the cold
with the flurries flying around me
god, it felt great!
I always thought “Good evening, Mr. and Mrs. America
from border to border and coast to coast
and all the ships at sea” was a great line
thanks Walter Winchell
I wanna wander from border to border
coast to coast//sea to shining sea
lobster boats to toes in the sand in santa monica
sail all the ships big and small
across the seven seas
a girl in every port
dripping in old spice with my black captain’s hat
I’ll settle though for roaming the highways
backpack slung over my shoulders
trespassing through the state park
where you’re not supposed to go
walking among the bears and the red wolves
people talk about being lost in the wilderness
like it’s a bad thing
