Came from Northern California
He loved to ride the trains
He had a handmade beat up leather bag
Where he kept all his childhood pains
Left his Mama and Daddy
When he was barely sixteen
You know, he never really followed money
And he never really had a dream
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Loved the thought of drifting,
To live by no man's plan
Solitude is freedom
The Road made him a man
From coast to coast across every state
On Pacific-Illinois
He saw every town he ever dreamt about
Since he was a little boy
He ended up down in New Orleans
Working on a folksome farm
He took LSD and danced all night
You know, he met a woman that made him calm
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Something deep inside of him changed
When he saw her face
It felt like she knew him well
From another time and place
Ya know, they woke up from the sun one day
And the traveling days were done
He settled down in a shotgun house
Down in Bayou St. John
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Ride that River
On to the Mississippi Soul
Ride that River
To the Mississippi Soul
Ride that River
To the Mississippi Soul
And if you mine that river long enough
You get Louisiana Gold