Pilgrims On the Way (Matthew's Song)

Raindrops thumpin' on my white-walled Chrysler

I'm keepin' rhythm with the window wipers

Farmland's drinkin' every drop that falls

Lightning dancing to the fiddler's call

Black baby squeeze a hot dog bun

Grandpa's got wrinkles from too much sun

Harry Belafonte and the Dixie Dregs

Everybody's drinkin' from the same cold kegs

The cowboy slaps the dust away

For the sweet señorita with the cross next to her heart

Purple mountain majesty, she says

"Hey, gringo, what about me?"

You don't know me, but I know you

We are pilgrims, we are pilgrims on the way

I could love you, and you could love me

We are pilgrims, we are pilgrims on the way

Banjo pickin' from a motor home

Bulldog barkin' at my ice cream cone

Old man rockin' with a baby on his knee

Schoolgirl peekin' from behind a tree

Church bells singin' 'bout Sunday school

Dutchman on a buggy with the golden rule

The homeless sleepin' on a whiskey dream

God send His grace on thee

Home run hittin' in the afternoon

Late night dancin' by the harvest moon

Farmer's daughter turns to look my way

This is my chance to say, hey

You don't know me, but I know you

We are pilgrims, we are pilgrims on the way

I could love you, and you could love me

We are pilgrims, we are pilgrims on the way

On the way

The waitress points to the west of town

To the promised land as the sun goes down

Thumbs-up trucker on the left hand side

We got towns to see, we got roads to ride

You don't know me, but I know you

We are pilgrims, we are pilgrims on the way

I could love you, and you could love me

We are pilgrims, we are pilgrims on the way

You don't know me, but I know you

We are pilgrims, we are pilgrims on the way

I could love you, and you could love me

We are pilgrims, we are pilgrims on the way

(You don't know me, but I know you) Pilgrims on the way

(We are pilgrims, we are pilgrims on the way)

Yes, I'm on my way

(I could love you, and you could love me)

We are pilgrims, we are pilgrims on the way