IT’S A LONG HITCH HIKE HOME
©Trev Teasdel Cleobury Mortimer1967 / Coventry May 1969
Well now, at last, the term has ended,
And we’re ready to return.
I say goodbye to all my friends
For I have many things to learn,
And ambitions to fulfil.
And I whisper to my friend
Whose mind is still, on the windowsill.
Chorus -
It’s a long hitchhike home
So I give my hair a comb
Put my rucksack on my back
And proceed down the track.
I’m off to seek my fortune
But not in pence and pounds.
I’m off to seek my fortune
But not in jewels and crowns.
I’m off to seek the truth
I’ve been looking for, for years.
I’m off to seek a sun,
In a crowded mass of tears.
Chorus
I’ve travelled through the glens
And made many friends
But as I try to wend my way
Up the embankment’s slimy clay,
I sometimes slip and fall,
Like a silver waterfall
But eventually I’ll climb
And overcome the slime.
Chorus
I’ve travelled many miles,
Through many empty valleys.
And I’ve had my fair share
Of the darkness of the alleys.
I’ve come across folk,
Searching for their yoke.
They sound their motto wide
“Seek and thou shalt find”
Chorus
Everybody’s searching -
For what? – They do not know.
Gazing from their windows,
They bow their heads low.
People trying to reach
With hands that can not feel.
People trying to speak
To images unreal….
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Began this lyric June 196, on the coach, waiting to leave the City of Coventry Boarding School, at Cleobury Mortimer and finished in 1969. Probably influenced by Simon and Garfunkel at that stage.
The first reflects leaving school, and the imagery, with Glens and embankments, was influenced by the school's Cross-Country run. I was in the school team, so I did a lot of running.
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