Take me on a trip, I'd like to go some day

Take me to New York, I'd love to see LA

I really want to come kick it with you

You'll be my American Boy, american boy...

she crossed herself as she put on her things

she has promised once before not to live this way

if she don't calm down she will burn herself out

like a forest fire, well doesn't that make you smile

if you don't slow down, i swear that i'll come round

and mess up your place, let's go for a spin

they say we shouldn't even know each other

and that we'll be undone

don't it make you smile like a forest fire

i believe in love, i'll believe in anything

that's gonna get me what i want and get me off my knees

then we'll burn your house down, don't it feel so good

there's a forest fire every time we get together

A long time ago came a man on a track

Walking thirty miles with a pack on his back

And he put down his load where he thought it was the best

Made a home in the wilderness

He built a cabin and a winter store

And he ploughed up the ground by the cold lake shore

And the other travellers came riding down the track

And they never went further, no, they never went back

Then came the churches then came the schools

Then came the lawyers then came the rules

Then came the trains and the trucks with their loads

And the dirty old track was the telegraph road