I cut my hair short in a foreign country
I spend my time thinkin about my baby
They say he's gone away
And he's probably gonna stay
But I keep my cool in the wind and the weather
I button my coat, tighten up my sweater
Well, hey, don't worry about me
The world's a fine place to be
But I think I'll take a train, I'll take a plane, I'll take a ferry
It'll carry me down to the sweet flowing Sewanee
And I'll wave to you from the door
In the middle of a civil war
And my days will be long and my days will be happy
They toasted to the moon and I drank to my daddy
And the big man made his speech
But we were all a little out of reach
So you're sitting at the table with my friends and my family
You cut that line, and you're through being angry
He was thinking about space and time
And he took your very last dime
So I'll pray in the night that you won't get lonely
That you'll flutter like a fan at a Chinese party
Then we'll meet on the western shore
And we'll skip around the globe once more
But when you held my bag and you smiled like a gentleman
I imagined a train ride from China to Switzerland
Would you meet me there in the springtime all flowering
I'd stand on the platform and bow to your court and king, well
La, la, la
I'm just spending all my time writing songs and letters