Dulcimer

[Verse 1]
I'm headin' out of New York town on some old number nine
And up north the Hudson's wild, and the sun begins to shine
And high noon, high tide, six-string partner by my side
I don't think I ever had a better ride, or at least I can't recall one

[Verse 2]
Two wholesome-lookin' ladies two rows back behind
Are pickin' on a dulcimer, and the sound is soft and fine
Business man, Dapper Dan, grandpa with his candy hands
And he has done the best he can; we all must do the same

[Bridge]
And the music from the dulcimer
Is a sad and a simple strain
Somewhere in my soul I know
That God is on this train

[Verse 3]
I guess I should be somewhere else but where I just don't know
Where the women dance and sing, and where the softer breezes blow
And where the grass is always green, and the old folks don't grow old
But for now, I'll ride and bide my time down here below

[Bridge]
And a sweet, sweet voice is singin'
And as I strain to hear
The music from the dulcimer
Is washin' down like beer

[Verse 4]
The world of man sits and stands right here before my eyes
I see a young man warrior bound; I hear a young girl's sighs
And I see a couple lost in love; the old conductor stands above them
Tickets please, this ride's not free, six hours to Montreal

[Verse 1]
I'm headin' out of New York town on some old number nine
And up north the Hudson's wild, and the sun begins to shine
And high noon, high tide, six-string partner by my side
I don't think I ever had a better ride, or at least I can't recall one