Bob and Bing and Dorothy Lamour are riding on the Grand Celestial Tour
They chose the road most travelled when the skein of life unravelled
Now they've gone where everybody went before

We are riding on the road to Samara we are pilgrims heading home to Kingdom Come
The sinners and the saved, the cowards and the brave
Are going back to where we started from

The rivers flow with wine in Samara, the streets are paved with gold and precious stone
The hungry all are fed, there's a roof above your head
And each and every dog has got a bone

So Mama put your candle in the window your little lamb that's lost will soon be found
He's sailing to the West with these words upon his chest
"I came, I saw, now I'm Samara bound"

© Widow Pook Music 2005 - Socan