The Waterboys - Song Of The Open Road lyrics

(walt whitman, 1852) Allons! the road is before us It is safe, i have tried it My own feet have tried it well Be not detained Let the paper remain on the desk unwritten And the book on the shelf unopened Let the tools remain in the workshop Let the money remain unearned Let the school stand Mind not the cry of the teacher Let the preacher preach in his pulpit Let the lawyer plead in his court And let the judge expound the law... ...let them! Comerado! i give you my hand I give you my love more precious than money I give you myself before preaching and law Will you give me yourself? Will you come travel with me? Will you give me yourself? hey! Will you come travel with me? Will we stick be each other? As long as we live? As long as we live?