Текст песни Ok - Maybe Tomorrow

There's a voice
That keeps on calling me
Down the road
Where I always seem to be
And every stop I make
I see my old friend
It ain't long 'till I get spun round and I'm gone again.

Maybe Tomorrow
My whole world'll settle down.
But it ain't tomorrow,
So I keep movin' on.

On down a road,
That never seems to end,
Full of track-lines and rails
And lies around each bend.
So if you're gonna join me,
For a while
Better grab your hat, you know I live like that, kinda hobo style.

Maybe Tomorrow
I'll wanna settle down.
It ain't tomorrow,
So this old world's still my home.

I got my own world waitin' to unfold.
In a ziplock bag where I can drag out this worn-down soul.
I made it through so far so I know it wont be long.
I must be almost there already paid my fare with this hobo song.

Maybe Tomorrow
My God will help me settle down.
But it ain't tomorrow, so I guess I'll keep movin' on.