ON MY WAY

Well, I got blisters, I got sisters
I got holsters and I got hay
If I can’t enrich her, then I’ll bewitch her
I got a history with women you might say
I got loafers, chauffeurs, I got gophers
I wish they’d dig up some pay
In a whisper some old drifter
Gave me a spritzer, said, “Have a nice day.”
So I’m on my way, I’m on my way
I’m on my way, I’m on my way

My vocabulary is expansionary
You can get buried just watching it grow
Is it hereditary? Discretionary?
Proprietary? How the hell would I know?
Do I make sense? At least in some sense?
If I don’t, we’ll just call it my style
If I had more time, if you don’t mind
I’d be tickled to chat for a while

But I’m on my way, I’m on my way
I’m on my way, I’m on my way

I got horse sense, I wish it made sense
I got a sixth sense in every sense of the word
A sense of humor, a sense of honor
It ain’t a rumor if that’s what you heard
Contrary to the imaginary
I done grown up right here in Idaho
Where it’s unnecessary to be buried
They just do that for you right from the go

And I’m on my way, I’m on my way
I’m on my way, I’m on my way

I play solitary, it’s involuntary
Of course I’m wary of what love can be
Hari-kari, it’s pretty scary
If I only took it seriously
My sanctuary is Halle Berry
I told her beau, well, he could just blow
Peter, Paul and Mary; Tom, Dick and Harry
Would you tell ‘em it’s time for the show

‘Cause I’m on my way, I’m on my way
I’m on my way, I’m on my way

Hurry-scurry, I’m in a hurry
If I’m getting blurry, it’s ‘cause I got to go
Eat your curry, don’t you worry
This ain’t the worst-case scenario
To my aficionado, Mr. Kato
Thank you for all the love that you show
Without his cash flow it’d be a no-go
Thank God he hears as good as Van Gogh

And I’m on my way, I’m on my way
I’m on my way, I’m on my way
On my way, on my way, on my way

A Song Can Tell A Story

When words leave off, music begins.

ON MY WAY