when i was an astronaut, i didn't take my boots
when i was a coal-miner, i didn't know the news
when i ran a record store, i didn't have the blues
i travel light and that's the life for me
he doesn't care where else he goes
he's not gonna take any extra clothes
or extra shoes to hide his feet
the ground is dirt, the dirt is sweet
when i go to London-town i'll stand under a rock
until i know all the time it takes to pack a clock
then i'll flip it over, close the key, swallow the lock
i travel light and that's the life for me
he doesn't take his spoon or fork
he's seen too many eating in New York
he'll use his hands to pick and eat
the fruit he finds, he'll find it sweet
when i was a waitress, i gave away my tips
when i was a call-girl, i gave away my hips*
when i ran the kissing-booth, i gave away my lips
i travel light and that's the life for me
she lives a life like abandoned wind
elemental wife, fortune is her friend
a smile on a river made of light
she's just a pebble on a waterfall tonight
when i go to Boston, i'll stand around in jeans
and save the cash to leave by selling black-market baked beans
denim's what i like to wear, it has durable seams
i travel light and that's the life for me
she's just a genius without a thinking cap
'never pays the rent, she's funny like that
i don't know what she's on, she's here and gone
rides a welcome mat on a jungle cat
furs and sofa chairs and shiny things are just a fuss
we'll eat all the peanuts that we steal from the circus
we'll count all the stars and go to sleep under the bus
we'll travel light and that's the life for us
we'll travel light and that's the life for us
we'll travel light and that's the life for us
we'll travel light and that's the life for us
*i heard a little girl singing "Travel Light"
and wanted to offer these alternate lyrics:
when i ran the shipyard, i cut loose all the ships
I love hanging out with this record because this record is kinda like hanging out. Conversational, personal/universal, comedic/tragic, repetitive song spells--Morgan's got skills on vox & piano. Diane Cluck
Dearest Arooj, firstly thank you. My brother died this year n what can be said about such loss n sadness. I saw n heard you at The end of the Road in England. I spent many years in India n love all the music, poetry of your heritage. Thankyou Arooj❤️ ben1769
Epic, immersive songs that you disappear into, with rich layers of keys and ghostly vocal melodies conjuring a misty dreamworld. Bandcamp New & Notable May 2, 2022
Sweet harmonies & strummed melodies; the duo delve into decades-old folk, jazz, and country to find a timeless kind of love and connection. Bandcamp New & Notable May 23, 2018