|
(Gordon Lightfoot) |
|
He was standing by the highway |
|
With a sign that just said Mother |
|
When he heard a driver coming |
|
About a half a mile away |
|
So he held the sign up higher |
|
Where no decent soul could miss it |
|
It was ten degrees or colder |
|
Down by Boulder Dam that day |
|
He was raised up in Milwaukee |
|
Though he never was that famous |
|
He was just a road musician |
|
To the taverns he would go |
|
Singing songs about the ramblin' |
|
The lovin' girls and gamblin' |
|
How the world fell on his shoulders |
|
Back in Boulder I don't know |
|
Chorus |
|
And she told him she would take him |
|
For a ride in the morning sun |
|
Back in Boulder he had told her |
|
I don't know when, I've had a better friend |
|
It was out in Arizona |
|
That he heard the lady listening |
|
To each word that he was saying |
|
To each line that he would write |
|
So he sat down at her table |
|
And they talked about the weather |
|
98.6 and rising down by Boulder Dam that night |
|
Chorus |
|
Now he's traded off his Martin |
|
Though his troubles ain't over |
|
His feet are almost frozen and the sun is sinking low |
|
Won't you listen to me brother, if you ever loved your mother |
|
Please pull off on the shoulder, if you're goin' Milwaukee way |
|
It's ten degrees and getting colder down by Boulder Dam today |
