Текст песни Jack Kerouac - On the Road (song)

I left New York nineteen forty-nine
To go across the country, without a dad-blame dime(1)
Montana in the cold cold fall
Found my father in a gamblin' hall

Father, father, where have you been?
I've been in the world since I was only ten
'Don't worry about me, I'm about to die of the pleurisy
Cross the Mississippi, cross the Tennessee
Cross the Niagara, home I'll never be
Home in old Medora, home in ol' Truckee(2)
Apalachicola, home I'll never be

Better or for worse, and thick and thin
Well, I've been married to the little woman
God loved me, just like I loved him
I want you to do just the same for him
Oh, the worms eat away
But don't worry, watch the wind
Oh, the worms eat away
But don't worry, watch the wind
Oh, the worms eat away
But don't worry, watch the wind

So I left Montana on an old freight train
The night my father died in the cold cold rain
Rode to Opelousas, rode to Wounded Knee
Rode to Ogallala, home I'll never be
Home in old Medora, home in ol' Truckee
Apalachicola, home I'll never be
Home I'll never be
Home I'll never be