Look, stranger at my face
I'm just another case in these troubled times.
I can share a smoke and a joke
And even if you had something to sell,
I could really use it.
Now that I've met you,
Won't you take me with you?
I'm tired of this city,
And all its noise and hurry.
I want to walk,
And I need to talk,
And I want to know I can do it.
I can see all the wires that tie you to your day,
And your celluloid smile makes me want to fly away,
To my endless sky,
Where the hurdy gurdy man comes singing for to play,
And I'm on my way again.
I can see by your clothes, my friend, you're not my kind,
But that's alright; the other side is sometimes the best side,
And if I could see your mind, I'd understand,
But there's nothing left to find,
Not even room for a name,
When everything's the same.
Now that I've met you,
Won't you take me with you?
I'm tired of this city,
And all its noise and hurry.
I want to walk,
And I need to talk,
And I want to know I can do it.
There is no place for me, not here,
The hurdy gurdy man can't find the melody.
If you look at life so closely, it blurs;
And if you hold fast to something, it won't work,
Not if it's mine,
Not even ours,
No, just for you,
Just right for you.
Hurdy gurdy man,
It's all around you, man,
All around,
The music makes you, man,
Come take a ride on the hurdy gurdy man.