Woody Guthrie - Be Kind To The Boy On The Road lyrics

Who is that boy on the white winding highway? Why does he roam alone? Is he looking for life on that white winding highway? For his parents dealt him trouble at home And I think he's wrong standing there on that highway Oh what a foolish young lad But you yourself might be standing on that highway If you had his trouble on your hands Don't point your finger at that boy on the highway As you travel down this road Either give him your help or pa** him with kindness Cause he's got all the trouble that he wants Your policeman discourages that boy on the highway It's hard everywhere that he goes But the best way to help that boy on the highway Is to fix all your troubles there at home I've heard it said bout rolling stone boys Gather no moss in their life I'll tell you the bee that gets the honey Ain't the bee that hangs around the hive Oh be kind to that boy on that white winding highway As you travel on there alone Remember the men that wrote your Bible Are the ones who gave up their homes