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



She turned him on

And she turned him down

And she turned him over slowly

Stay with me and I'll fill your needs

The boy he answered lowly

"No, no, no

Lupe 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



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



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