Song parody of
One Small Heart
by Mary Chapin Carpenter
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Call the folks, leave a note,
Lock the doors and windows.
Pack the truck, here's to luck,
Here's to how the wind blows.
Got the cash, got the gas,
Now lose the map and compass.
Now read the signs, obey the lines,
Follow all your hunches:
'Cause now it's just the open road,
One small heart and a great big soul that's driving
Radio singing low just like a true companion.
L.A.'s lights wavy bright, they follow like a lantern.
Then morning comes and desert sun,
Rises like redemption.
Another day to make your way from answer,
Back to question.
Out here on the open road,
One small heart and a great big soul that's driving.
No set of directions, no shortcuts,
Just some empty soda cans,
Some cigarette butts.
The key to traveling light is to
Not need very much.
Late tonight you see the lights of a
Thousand stars above you.
And at a roadside stop,
You call to talk to a voice
Back home that swears they love you.
But at the sound of the tone you
Hang up the phone
And peel out of that joint.
You try again, God knows when,
At least they got the point:
They lost you to the open road.
One small heart
And a great big soul
That's driving, driving
Out here on the open road
One small heart and a great big soul that's driving
Call the folks, leave a note,
Lock the doors and windows.
Pack the truck, here's to luck,
Here's to how the wind blows.
Got the cash, got the gas,
Now lose the map and compass.
Now read the signs, obey the lines,
Follow all your hunches:
'Cause now it's just the open road,
One small heart and a great big soul that's driving
Radio singing low just like a true companion.
L.A.'s lights wavy bright, they follow like a lantern.
Then morning comes and desert sun,
Rises like redemption.
Another day to make your way from answer,
Back to question.
Out here on the open road,
One small heart and a great big soul that's driving.
No set of directions, no shortcuts,
Just some empty soda cans,
Some cigarette butts.
The key to traveling light is to
Not need very much.
Late tonight you see the lights of a
Thousand stars above you.
And at a roadside stop,
You call to talk to a voice
Back home that swears they love you.
But at the sound of the tone you
Hang up the phone
And peel out of that joint.
You try again, God knows when,
At least they got the point:
They lost you to the open road.
One small heart
And a great big soul
That's driving, driving
Out here on the open road
One small heart and a great big soul that's driving
