On The Road Again

October 2008

Well, I’m so tired of crying,
But I’m out on the road again.
Well, I’m so tired of crying,
But I’m out on the road again.
I aint got nobody,
Just to call my special friend.

You know the first time I travelled,
Out in the rain and snow,
In the rain and snow.
You know the first time I travelled,
Out in the rain and snow,
In the rain and snow.
I didn’t have no payroll,
Not even no place to go.

And my dear mother left me,
When I was quite young,
When I was quite young.
And my dear mother left me,
When I was quite young,
She said “Lord, have mercy
On my wicked one.”

Well now take it from me, mamma,
Please don’t you cry no more.
Take a hint from me, mama,
Please don’t you cry no more.
‘Cos it’s soon one morning,
Down the road I’ll go.

No I aint going down,
That long old lonesome road,
All by myself.
No I aint going down,
That long old lonesome road,
All by myself.
If you aint coming with me,
Gonna take somebody else.

Well, I’m so tired of crying,
But I’m out on the road again.

I ain’t got nobody,
Just to call my special friend X 3