text: I left New York in 1949
  To go across the country without a bad blame dime
  Montana in the cold cold fall
  Found my father in the gambling hall
  Father, Father where you been?
  Ive been out in the world and Im only ten
  Father, Father where you been?
  Ive been out in the world and Im only ten
  Dont worry about me if I should die of pleurisy
  Across to Mississippi, across to Tennessee
  Across the Niagara, home Ill never be
  Home in ol Medora, home in ol Truckee
  Apalachicola, home Ill never be
  Better or for worse, thick and thin
  Like being married to the Little poor man
  God he loves me 
  Just like I love him 
  I want you to do 
  Just the same for him 
  Well the worms eat away but dont worry watch the wind
  So I left Montana on an old freight train 
  The night my father died in the cold cold rain 
  Road to Opelousas, road to Wounded Knee
  Road to Ogallala home Ill never be
  Road to Oklahoma, road to El Cajon
  Road to Tahachapi, road to San Antone
  Hey, hey
  Road to Opelousas, road to Wounded Knee
  Road to Ogallala, home Ill never be
  Road to Oklahoma, road to El Cajon
  Road to Tahachapi, road to San Antone
  Home Ill never be, home Ill never be
  Home Ill never be, home Ill never be
  Home Ill never be, home Ill never be