I have been a rover, I've walked alone
Hiked a hundred highways and never found a home
Still in all I'm happy, the reason is, you see:
Once in a while along the way love's been good to me.
There was a girl in Denver before the summer storm
Oh, her eyes were tender, oh, her arms were warm
And she could smile away the dark clouds, cry away the snow
It seems like only yesterday, as down the road I go.
There was a girl in Portland before the winter chill
We used to go out courting along October hill
And she could laugh away the dark clouds, cry away the rain
It seems like only yesterday, I was down that road again.