Dark Dark Dark Wild Goose Chase
WELL,
I do not love to reymble around
No I don't, I don't
And if that makes me hey home-loving man, then I am, I
am
Before I enter in on hey saar-kiular path
On a pilgrimage leading straight back
To where I know that I'll drop my guitar
I'll abandon my car on the highway
Don't send me away
Don't send me upon this wild goose chase
For freedom, fo-o-or money, for love
From Portland West to Portland East
(yes indeed, oh indeed)
Albiucarqui and Montrreal
(that's not all; that's not all)
Cleveland, Tucson and Buffalô
( oh no, oh no )
San Francisco and Chica-ago
( OH NO, oh no )
Before I enter in on hey saar-kiular path
On a piil-grimage leading straight back
To where I know that I'll drop my guitar
I will abandon my car on the highwaay
Don't send me away |
Don't send me upon this wild goose chase
For freedom, fo-o-or money, for la-a-ave
I do not love to ramble around
(No I don't, I don't)
