Get Up
Jerome

    Gotta get up and get out of this place
    I've been sleeping for far too long
    Gotta hit the road with my backpack and my books,
    My faith, my clothes, and unconditional love –
    Gonna drive to Texas and pick up James
     He can bring his junk along – there's plenty of room for everyone
    We'll talk and ride the flank of the Mississippi
    All the way to Minn-ee-soh-duh
    With Leah on my arm we'll hitch hike to Emporium
    Teaching and preaching and singing all the way
    Bring Carrie along on our Bum Crusades
    Then off to Vermillion for a couple more
    Then Arkansas for Wyle and his monkeys in a barrel
    And when we're all together we can hop a bus to Denver,
    Hang out on Laredo and get a few kicks
    Teach people the Word and shout out on soapboxes
    All our beliefs and political theories
    Of peace and love and anarchy
    Then back to New Orleans – the place I call home
    We can bum ‘round the Quarter
    And probably actually look pretty normal
    Then we'll make our rounds and drop people off
    And I'll return to my home again
     And take another nap and dream about what I might do tomorrow –
    Just for kicks.