Postcard

Heading northbound on highway 16 I ain't travel too far ain't much i have seen Many miles away lies my home It's where I grew up and where I've outgrown The green tinged northern lights outshine the moon But don't worry mama I'll send you a postcard soon Came here today by way of my black cadillac With only my dirty old six string and the clothes on my back I may just be passing through a sleepy old town Or taking in big city lights that won't let me down From prairies with fields of gold to St. Margaret's Bay Don't worry mama your postcard is on its way Been counting the days and I"m up to 135 Surprised I've hung on this long ya I'm still alive My cadillac ran out of gas and the motor is blown So I'll pick up my dusty old boots and walk on alone And there's only a couple more miles by the light of the moon And there's only a couple more chords till I'm done this tune So don't worry mama cause I'll be home soon There ain't no postcard mama, but I'll be seeing you soon