Come Along
I’m just a traveling musician
And life on the road can be cruel
I don’t make enough money to be anything but poor
But it’s enough to pay for my fuel

I don’t have time for long goodbyes
But I can play you half of a song
The other half goes with me on the road
But it’s a whole song if you come along

CHORUS
You won’t own much of anything
But you’ll have everything that’s free
The wide-open skies and the love in my eyes
If you come along with me

I’m just a banjo player
On that one-way road to poverty
But you’ll find out life can be richer when your poor
If you come along with me

I’ve lived my life in a circus
I don’t know how to be someone new
But I know how to fight for what’s right
And I know how to love you

CHORUS
You won’t own much of anything
But you’ll have everything that’s free
The wide-open skies and the love in my eyes
If you come along with me

I don’t have time for long goodbyes
But I can play you half of a song
The other half goes with me on the road
But it’s a whole song if you come along