words and music by Arlo Guthrie. . VERSE:. Standing at the threshold of a moment in my life. Looking far into the ceaseless wonders of this day. Calling from the mountain top.
Every now and again when the world seems blue. And all of the trials there disappear in you. They say that there's a way to get across the bridge. But I wouldn't be standing here upon this ridge.
Someday I'll be there with you. When you're there, I'll be there too. If you only knew. I will be with you. . Someday we will meet again. When we meet, I'll see you then.
If I could go back home to the place I was raised. I'd catch the next bus and be there in a few days. But I just can't do it, I was raised on the road.