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This song was intended for the Audio/Rocketry album, “Eastward & Onward.” It was written with a certain Gypsy Gal in mind. Somewhere on the rails between Edmonton and Winnipeg, I began to write the lyrics and penned the last lines a month later, shortly after our reunion.

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A D A
My darling sweet up and ran away from me
A E
She fled for the sun down south
A D A
She left me here in the cold, in despair and alone
A E A
It forced me to flee myself

So, I packed up my bags and I hit the ol’ highway
Ain’t nothing going to be stopping me
My senorita soon I’m going to see ya
When I make it down that Mexico way

A D A
Because whatever lies ahead on my path
D A
Won’t have the strength to keep me sidetracked
D A E A
Come hell or high water, I’m moving on to you

The big ol’ engine rumble and roars
in tune to the rails rocking back and forth
On a midnight southbound passenger train
that feasts on the distance between

You and I and the vast terrain
Half of which I’ve traveled; and half still to gain
I’m saddling up this iron horse and riding down
its rock course until I’m in your arm again

Because every tie on this endless railway
Is a kiss from her lips awaiting my face
Come hell or high water, I’m moving on to you

I stepped from terminals to train stations
But soon I had to get away from public transportation
The sight of lovers kissing at every stop
Had me fearing our time wouldn’t come

So I tore to pieces my ticket stub
And opted for the freedom of my thumb
The road twisted and turned while my love kept a-burning
Waiting to kick the lovesick blues

Because every step on this lonesome highway
is a step of belief guiding toward our fate
Come hell or high water, I’m moving on to you

I hitched and I hopped and I gambled and lost
Sight of everything and almost everyone
But the photograph of you in my breast pocket
Reminded to keep moving on

You see those pretty eyes of your were my only roadmap
They kept me focus and always on track
Through the desert sand and foreign distant lands
It kept my spirit strong

Because every counted inch and every conquered mile
Is one of each closer to the promise of your smile
Come hell or high water, I’m moving on to you

A E A
I’m moving on to you
D E
I’ll do whatever it takes
A
I’ll swim a lake
F#m
I’ll jump a pit of snakes
A E D
I’ll do whatever I have to do
A E A
Just to keep moving on to you

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from The Kitchen Chorus Songbook, released November 9, 2011

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Joe Vickers Drumheller, Alberta

Farmer by day, troubadour by night, Joe Vickers has logged countless miles on both his combine and tour van. His music explores the human spirit singing of the triumphs and tragedies of everyday life on the prairies.

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