On the Road Tom Waits

I left New York
In nineteen forty-nine
To go across the country
Without a dad-blamed dime
Montana in the cold, cold fall
Found my father in a gambling hall

Father father
Where have you been
I've been out in the world
Since I was only ten
Father father
Where have you been
I've been out in the world
Since I was only ten

Don't worry about me
About to die of pleurisy

Cross the Mississippi
Cross the Tennessee
Cross the Niobrara
Home I'll never be
Home in old Medora
Home in ol' Truckee
Apalachicola
Home I'll never be