All the way to Jericho in a rusted automobile
if you could only find out anyway you oughta feel
all the way to Jericho in a rusted auto
lookin at the yellow moon-waitin for the northern star

All the way to Jericho it doesn’t even seem that real knowin’ that the time is gone-nuthin’ left to save or steal

All the way to Jericho all the while singin’ low wishin for a passenger-waiting for that northern star

All the way to Jericho in a rusted automobile mighta missed a sign you saw farm road-corn field say goodbye to Jericho, lookin at the book of dreams
how to get to Bethlehem-time to get some gasoline

And when you see that starry night
or a cross up on a hill
then you wait for early light
to take yer hands off the wheel
when you see that starry night

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