Well all my friends treated me so well You know I'm headed out to that Mission Bell Gonna wash my soul, gonna get it clean Heading down the border road called the El Camino
Well I've been a prince and you know I've been a post By a barb wire fence and a murder of crows I believe in all I've loved and all I have seen Heading down the border road called the El Camino Heading down the border road called the El Camino
Yeah my hearts grown sick, I've got a shepherds crook as a walking stick And I'm heading on. My hearts gone blue and I've done wrong by you I don't know what to do But I'm moving on, said I'm moving on
One and one is two, two and two is four
I'm walking back and forth On your cracked tiled kitchen floor With the orange juice and the sun that shines It really breaks my heart leaving you behind, It really breaks my heart leaving you behind
And all my ships have sailed away The price of this politic, That there's plenty of time to prayer And plenty of time to waste away.
Well to all my friends, that I've loved the most You know I'm heading out to that other coast I'm going to wash my soul, and I'm gonna get it clean Heading down the border road, called the El Camino, Heading down the border road, called the El Camino.