Lyrics My Traveling Star (Live) - James Taylor

This next song has a bit of a gimmick as well
It′s a traveling song, uh
After a while you get a lot of those
Watch my back and light my way
(My traveling star, my traveling star)
Watch over all of those born St. Christopher's Day
(Old road dog, young runaway)
They hunger for home but they never stay
They wait by the door
They stand and they stare
They′re already out of there
They're already out of there
My daddy used to ride the rails, they say
(So they say, so they say)
Soft as smoke and as tough as nails, my daddy
(Boxcar Jones, old walking man)
Coming back home was like going to jail
The sheets and the blankets and babies and all
He never did come back home
Never that I recall
Nevermind the wind
Nevermind the rain
Nevermind the road leading home again
Never asking why
Never knowing when
Every now and then
There he goes again
She had a cat and a dog named Blue
(My traveling star, my traveling star)
Big old stove and a fireplace too
(Old road dog, young runaway)
She told me loved me like it was true
I knew I should stay, I knew I would go
Run, run, run away
Run, run, run away, boy
Run before the wind
Run before the rain
Over yonder hill
Just around the bend
Never knowing why
Never knowing when
Every now and then
There you go again
Tie me up and hold me down
(Oh, my traveling star)
Bury my feet down in the ground
(Oh, old road dog)
Claim my name from the lost and found
And let me believe this is where I belong
And shame on me for sure
Sing me one more highway song
My traveling star, my traveling star