Lyrics:

Well he left his home in San Jose
He was just a boy of nine
And he'd only gone a mile to find
He didn't have a dime
He didn't have a dime
He said, 'Mamma have you got a dollar?
Oh, Mamma when you're off the phone.'
But Mamma kept talkin'
And the boy kept walkin'
Without a road of his own
Oh, no, no, no
Mamma don't you know

You're takin' my road away
Oh, road away
You got a road of your own
You're takin' my road away
Oh, road away
You got a road of your own, your own
You got a road of your own

Well he came to the Mission San Luis Rey
Lupe Jones was doing well
She owned a Ford and served the Lord
And rang the mission bell
Rang the mission bell