Well I left my home out on the great High Plains
Headed for some new terrain
Standin on the highway with my coffe cup
A Wonderin who was gonna pick me up
I had my hopes up high–I never thought that I
Would ever wonder why I ever said good-by
I had my hopes up high
Well, the first ride I got was in a dynamite truck
The driver kept a tellin me his bad luck
As we swerved around the curves I began to shout
Hey-ey mister would you let me out
I had my hopes up high–I never though that I
Would ever wonder why I ever said good-by
I had my hopes up high
And the next ride I got was with a man in trouble
The beard on his face was all in a stubble
Runnin from the law he was goin ninety-nine,
I said hey-ey mister youre out of your mind
I had my hopes up high–I never thought that I
Would ever wonder why I ever said good-by
I had my hopes up high
Oh, the next ride I got was with a preacher man
Told me that the wicked would be buried in sand
Dont know why I did it but I lost control
Hey-ey Papa would you save my soul
I had my hopes up high–I never thought that I
Would ever wonder why I ever said good-by
I had my hopes up high
And I finally got a ride on a carnival train
Nearly blew away in a hurricane
I got to thinkin bout that preacher down in Louisianne
Sittin on the Delta Siftin sand
I had my hopes up high–I never thought that I
Would ever wonder why I ever said good-by
I had my hopes up high
From the First, Live Shots, Mountain Stage, Best Of Vol.1, Whatever happend to Maria Album s.