Lyric Neal s Fandango

Patrick Simmons

Well, a travelin man s affliction makes it hard to settle down
But I m stuck here in the flatlands while my heart is homeward bound
Goin back, I m too tired to roam, Loma Prieta my mountain home
On the hills above Santa Cruz, in the place where I spent my youth

Well it was Neal Cassady that started me to travelin
All the stories that were told, I believed them every one
And it s a windin road I m on you understand
And no time to worry bout tomorrow when you re followin the sun

Papa don t you worry now and mama don t you cry
Sweet woman don t forsake me, I ll be comin by and by

Goin back, I m too tired to roam, Loma Prieta my mountain home
On the hills above Santa Cruz, in the place where I spent my youth