On the Road Again
Well I'm so tired of cryin' but I'm out on the road againI'm on the road again.Well I'm so tired of cryin' but I'm out on the road againI'm on the road again.I ain't got no woman just to call my special friend
And I'm going to leave the city, got to go awayI'm going to leave the city, got to go awayAll this fussing and fighting, man I sure can't stay
You know the first time I travelled out in the rain and snowIn the rain and snowYou know the first time I travelled out in the rain and snowIn the rain and snowI didn't have no fellow, not even no place to go
And my dear mother left me when I was quite youngWhen I was quite youngAnd my dear mother left me when I was quite youngWhen I was quite youngShe said "lord have mercy on my wicked son."
Take a hint from me mama please don't you cry no moreDon't you cry no moreTake a hint from me mama please don't you cry no moreDon't you cry no moreCause it's soon one morning down the road I'm gone
But I ain't going down that long and lonesome roadAll by myselfBut I ain't going down that long and lonesome roadAll by myself...