
Pilgrims on the Way (Matthew’s Song) Michael Martin Murphey
"Pilgrims on the Way (Matthew’s Song)" by Michael Martin Murphey, released in 1991, is a #Country ballad reflecting themes of journey, faith, and the search for meaning in life. The lyrics convey a sense of camaraderie among travelers, emphasizing resilience and hope. The song features poignant melodies and rich storytelling, resonating with listeners' spiritual quests.

Raindrops thumping on my white-walled Chrysler
I'm keeping rhythm with the window wipers
Farmland's drinking every drop that falls
Lightning dancing to the fiddler's call
Black baby squeeze a hot dog bun
Grandpa's got wrinkles from too much sun
Harry Belafonte and the Dixie Dregs
Everybody's drinking from the same cold kegs
The cowboy slaps the dust away
For the sweet senorita with the cross next to the heart
Purple mountains majesty she says hey Gringo what about me
You don't know me but I know you
We are pilgrims we are pilgrims on the way
I could love you and you could love me
We are pilgrims we are pilgrims on the way
Banjo pickin' from a motor home
Bulldog barking at my ice cream cone
Old man rocking with a baby on his knee
Schoolgirl peeking from behind a tree
Church bells singing about Sunday school
Dutchman on a buggy with the golden rule
The homeless sleeping on a whiskey dream
God send his grace on Thee
I'm keeping rhythm with the window wipers
Farmland's drinking every drop that falls
Lightning dancing to the fiddler's call
Black baby squeeze a hot dog bun
Grandpa's got wrinkles from too much sun
Harry Belafonte and the Dixie Dregs
Everybody's drinking from the same cold kegs
The cowboy slaps the dust away
For the sweet senorita with the cross next to the heart
Purple mountains majesty she says hey Gringo what about me
You don't know me but I know you
We are pilgrims we are pilgrims on the way
I could love you and you could love me
We are pilgrims we are pilgrims on the way
Banjo pickin' from a motor home
Bulldog barking at my ice cream cone
Old man rocking with a baby on his knee
Schoolgirl peeking from behind a tree
Church bells singing about Sunday school
Dutchman on a buggy with the golden rule
The homeless sleeping on a whiskey dream
God send his grace on Thee
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