Watch over Me

I was sitting on a rainbow
waiting on a train
or perhaps a big old airplane
or a fancy limousine

and I have to be getting somewhere
there’s so much to see
but Lord, won’t you watch over me

I was speaking French to strangers
in the Vegas afterglow
all coc’ed up, my mind all stuffed
but I still enjoyed the show

and I have to be getting somewhere
there’s so much to see
but Lord, won’t you watch over me

and I’ll grasp the land
in my big hungry hands
but even then I can’t see

and I’d get mad
but it is as it stands
so why let it bother me

I was looking for a scapegoat
traveling town to town
lookin for that special man
to help me settle down

I have to be getting somewhere
there’s so much to see
but Lord, won’t you watch over me…