from maine to mexico

in portland maine in the winter rain, boston whistle blew, well darling tell me where are you, when i need you like i do, and now i go from maine to mexico, by thumb and car and train, i'll be missing you again, rhode island red, honey cape cod's dead, texas is a long gray line, this wichita boy has lost his joy, as the visions run across his mind, and so i go from maine to mexico, by thumb and car and train, i'll be missing you again, through the tollgate to the shore, the radio played our song, oh about loving you some more, watching old man river roll along, and now i go from maine to mexico, by thumb and car and train, i'll be missing you again, and now i go from maine da da da-da, and so i go from maine to mexico, all along the way.