Lyrics:

Thought I Heard A Blackbird Singin'
up On Bluebird Hill
call Me A Whinin' Boy If You Will
born Where The Sun Don't Shine
and I Don't Deny My Name
got No Place To Go, Ain't That A Shame

thought I Heard That Kc Whistle
moanin' Sweet Low
thought I Heard That Kc When She Blow
down Where The Sun Don't Shine
underneath The Kokomo
whinin' Boy -- Got No Place Else To Go

so Many Roads I Tell You
so Many Roads I Know
so Many Roads --
so Many Roads --
mountain High, River Wide
so Many Roads To Ride
so Many Roads
so Many Roads

thought I Heard A Jug Band Playin'
'if You Don't -- Who Else Will'
from Over On The Far Side Of The Hill
all I Know The Sun Don't Shine,
the Rain Refuse To Fall
and You Don't Seem To Hear Me When I Call

wind Inside The Wind Outside
tangled In The Window Blind
tell Me Why You Treat Me So Unkind
down Where The Sun Don't Shine
lonely And I Call Your Name
no Place Left To Go, Ain't That A Shame

so Many Roads I Tell You
new York To San Francisco
all I Want Is One
to Take Me Home
from The High Road To The Low
so Many Roads I Know
so Many Roads - So Many Roads

from The Land Of The Midnight Sun
where Ice Blue Roses Grow
'long Those Roads Of Gold And Silver Snow
howlin' Wide Or Moanin Low
so Many Roads I Know
so Many Roads To Ease My Soul