From the recording Parts and Labor
It's a long way to Honduras, man. I think just the drive would bury me. I'm not sure how bad life would have to get to make a person walk from Honduras to the United States. My hat is off to anyone who would attempt that.
Lyrics
The bell rings once for the weary traveler
The road will rise up
The bell rings twice
the toll of the carpenter
The road will rise to you
You are so far from home
Debes viajar con fe
You are not alone
Will you ever see
The child that you left behind?
The road will rise up
Every step is harder than the one before
The road will rise to you
You are so far from home
Debes viajar con fe
You are not alone
From San Pedro Sula
To a place that you don’t know
The road will rise up
The bell rings now
for the pilgrim on the freedom path
the road will rise up
The bell rings once for the weary traveler
The road will rise to you