Danny Boy

To my youngest lad (hippie @ heart!)

You'll create your wealth on your own terms
As you take off for Peru
You swear that's an easier way to learn
I guess if anyone knows, it's you.
You keep me in awe of your anarchy
And your non-conformist ways
You say ya gotta get out for your sanity
You'll be showin' us all up some day.
'Cause ya can't be schooled with a text book
Nah, ya gotta be out in the crowd
Livin' it, smokin' it, drinkin' it in
And I'm sure you're gonna make it somehow.
I got every faith in ya, Danny
You don't have to go prove it to me
I'll get off your back - to make room for your pack
'Cause there's a whole lotta world to see.
Hittin' the road with "Hippie”
Gonna hitchhike, no need for a car
And you'll scrounge your meals
And make some fast cash
By singin' and playin' guitar.
I wish you the best in your travels
You can't wait to set off on your own
But if everything starts to unravel
You'll always have a place in my home.