All God's children need travelling shoes
Drive your problems from here
All good people read good books
Now your conscience is clear
I hear you talk, girl
Now your conscience is clear
In the morning when I wipe my brow
Wipe the miles away
I like to think I can be so willed
I like to think I can be so willed
And never do what you say
I'll never hear you
And never do what you say