Tekster: Gourds. Haymaker!. All the Way to Jericho.

All the way to Jericho in a rusted automobile

if you could only find out anyway you oughta feel

all the way to Jericho in a rusted auto

lookin at the yellow moon-waitin for the northern star



All the way to Jericho it doesn't even seem that real

knowin' that the time is gone-nuthin' left to save or steal

All the way to Jericho all the while singin' low

wishin for a passenger-waiting for that northern star



All the way to Jericho in a rusted automobile


mighta missed a sign you saw farm road-corn field

say goodbye to Jericho, lookin at the book of dreams

how to get to Bethlehem-time to get some gasoline



And when you see that starry night

or a cross up on a hill

then you wait for early light

to take yer hands off the wheel

when you see that starry night