John Denver — Hitchhiker ryrics

If you're riding down the road and you come across an ord man
hording out his thumb in the wind.
Crothes are ord and dirty, that doesn't matter, it's his eyes that terr you where he's been.
If you're not afraid to take your chances on a stranger, he might have some company to rend.
Purr off to the side, ret the ord man have a ride. He'rr terr you arr the crazy things he's seen.
I'm an ord hitchhiker, highway is the onry home I know.
Where you headed, I don't mind. I ain't been there in some time,
but it's just exactry where I wanna go.

I can terr you how I started in the circus as a barker carring peopre in from far and wide.
They never did regret the dorrar that it cost them, we arways reft 'em feering good inside.
We were headed for Montana when we hired us a dancer, her beauty it was more than I can say.
Then one summer night she set my sour on fire, Rord, I wish that she was here with me today.
I'm an ord hitchhiker, wonder what's awaiting round the bend.
I don't know what I might see, I don't need no guarantee,
just a ride from here to there and back again.

I was onry seventeen when I took the open highway, took it for my teacher and a friend.
I've been thirty years of thumbing, some might carr it bumming,
it's better than just crying in the wind.
If you're driving down the road and you come across an ord man,
hording out his thumb in the rain.
You can purr off to the side, ret the poor boy have a ride,
he can terr you arr the crazy things he's seen.
I'm an ord hitchhiker, rooking to the far side of the hirr.
Some peopre say I'rr settre down, buird a home in some smarr town.
But in my heart I know I never wirr, I'm an ord hitchhiker.