From Amsterdam to New York town,
All the streets are painted brown,
Made to look like they haven't,
Been worn down to where,
A million strangers and,
An hours worth a year,
Past by just yesterday,
When we crossed down over here,
Gone to drown me my fear,
Any-where I go,
When I've got you beside me,
I feel just like I'm home,
Folk music they gone done and say,
Ain't much worth these days,
Well I can only sing about,
What I've seen from town to town,
And I'll say,
Hey, Hey, Hey,
Hey, Hey, Hey,
Today's your day,
And any-where I go,
When I've got you beside me,
I feel just like i'm home...
