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What Child is this

Who laid to rest

On Mary's lap is sleeping?

Whom Angels greet with anthems sweet...

While shepherds watch are keeping?

In our vans again

Goin' places. That we've never been

Going places

We may never go again

And we can't wait to get in our vans again

Rubber tramps again

Like a band of Gypsies. We go down to Quartzsite

We'll see Bob again

Well. I went down to Quartzsite

Been trying to sell my wares

I got a great selection. You can't find just anywhere

Well, I know I've got no money. I hear it all the time

I bet they'll be back tomorrow

'Cause that's your favorite line

Well, I'm selling drink at half-price

I'm taking out a loan

Man, if I don't make some money soon

I'll never get back home

I got the Quartzsite vendor blues

And we can start over

With what could've been

We'll hold each other close

And fall in love again

We'll hold each other close

And fall in love again

So have you ever thought of getting back with me

And maybe friends can be the way they used to be

I swear I'll never hurt you

I'll never set you free

If you ever think of getting back with me

Hey, hey, how 'bout a drink?

How about a toast to our friends?

Not the friends you're gonna see every day, no

Instead we're gonna drink to the friends

Who had to go away

I bet you know just who I mean

The friends who had to depart

The friends in our heart

Ya hear the blues

In my boogie

Can you see the blood in my beer

Just help me laugh at pain

Help me smile away the tears

It's been many years since

I started out for that gold

Findin' bits and pieces. All worth their reach...

I've carried on

Sometimes you get a notion

To jump into the ocean

It's been many years since

I started out for that gold

Findin' bits and pieces. All worth their reach

I've carried on

Somewhere in the light

I followed my eyes and went alone

Ended up here with the fear, gripping a stone

Drifting away, I go

Driving down the highway

Roll down the window, watch it go

Listen to the secrets of my tires rolling down the road

Somewhere in the night

She knows that I'm all right when I'm alone

But everything breezing keep me company when I roll

Drifting away, I go

Driving all day

Driving all night

Drifting away, I go

Drifting away, I go