Henry

He told me a story about a long long way to go

It was an endless conversation when all I said was hello

But all through the night he spoke to me expounding his philosophy

He said the only truth is in a travelling song

One for the road to tap your foot along

He said we have a long long way to go so it's good, feels so good

When you sing sing a song

Cause travelling along just a-singing a song is a mighty fine way to go

A mighty fine way to get you to the next town

Travelling along just a-singing a song is a mighty fine way to go

And when the tale was over and I knew him like a friend

I asked him if he had the time

I'd like to hear it all over again

But he turned away and without a word

Started walking down the road

Laughing, singing, talking to himself, and when I looked again

He was already gone