Schwa Lyrics

Intrepid Traveler

Lyricist: John Mullins
Vocalist: John Mullins

Shotgun down the highway
Just as far as I can
Like a space rocket, mama
Buzzin' by the sun just for the tan

Well and it may be never
Or it's too close to call
I get on down the road
Just as far as it goes.

If you ride the roller coaster
Babe, I hope you like the hills
Seems like its ups and downs
They got a similar appeal.

Lord, all I got is this gitbox
And a wire, wood, and some string
On a night like this
She cries and she'll sing anything

I've been high on a mountain
Lord, I've seen the view
I know that it goes on forever
But I like it better here with you.

I can hear the voices calling
Giving hints to find the way
Seems like it's just like growing up
Through the cracks of day

Wandering man, he wanders on
He seeks to find the place he lost his song
Wandering man, he wanders on
Just long enough to find a place called home

A place called home
A place called home

We are in this together
This peculiar place in time
The best that we can hope for
Is that everything will turn out alright

So now go have a good one
That's all I can say
And if I could find my way home
I would go and do the same

And all this coincidence
Well, it's seems a wee bit strange
Sometime I wonder if
Has it all been pre-arranged?

First Played: December 25, 1994 Daily Double - Akron, OH

Last Played: September 2, 2016 Frontier Ranch - Kirkersville, OH

# Times Played: 109

% Played: 4.58 %

Shows Since 1st Played: 2379

Shows Since Last Played: 269

1st set: 52

2nd set: 57

3nd set: 0

Encore: 0

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