Four Days Gone Lyrics - Buffalo Springfield

I met two kind people on the road 

I was parched and dry from the cold 

I've been travelin' four days and nights, sir 

And I do want to thank you for the ride, sir 

And the soup your wife made tasted fine 

If it's all the same 

I'll be on my way at the next turn 

And I'm free marched out in my town 

And my baby is waitin', I hope, sir 

After fifteen trucks and an old Ford 

And the Government madness, I ran away 

And I hate to say, I can't tell you my name