One way or another the friends of a traveler are bound to travel
So my old friend Janet said, she dropped me off in Flatbush and drove on
to Seattle
Ten years ago Stevie O. said: "Look me up if you're ever anywhere near
Santa Clara"
I was in San Francisco once, but his roommate said he'd gone to Houston
Some of them go east
Some of them go west
And the ones you see the least
Are the ones you love the best
And when a trip out to the mailbox
Seems as far as you can go
There'll be an old friend coming
down the road
Andy sends me postcards from every tavern with a dartboard between
Madison and Dublin
And Diane's been from Equador to Krakow, singing like an ambassador from
heaven
Jimmy Matthews says that if he died today, they're gonna be having a hot
time in hell tonight
Say hello to him for me, whoever's on the next flight out of Rome
Some of them go east
Some of them go west
And the ones you see the least
Are the ones you love the best
And when a trip out to the mailbox
Seems as far as you can go
There'll be an old friend coming
down the road
It makes sense I met my wife on a connecting flight out of Charlotte,
North Carolina
And I've called home collect from all those rest stops named for poets in
the middle of the night
And tonight I'm home from Boston, and Andrea's in Boston helping Karen
move to New Orleans again
Oh, the friends of a traveler are bound to be traveling in the end
Some of them go east
Some of them go west
And the ones you see the least
Are the ones you love the best
And when a trip out to the mailbox
Seems as far as you can go
There'll be an old friend coming
down the road
Copyright 1995, Hugh Blumenfeld / Hydrogen Jukebox Music
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